"Mom, why didn't you call me when you got back? I could have picked you up," Huo Jingtang said to his elegantly beautiful mother, whose face bore few traces of the passing years, making her appear at least five years younger than her actual age.
"You're a busy man; how could I dare to delay your time," Bai Mulan replied as she walked into the living room. Without sitting down, she paused and turned her head to look toward Qin Yucen, who was arranging bowls and utensils in the dining area, her gaze scrutinizing her.
"Mom, have you had breakfast yet? If not, join us," Huo Jingtang said to Qin Yucen, "Help my mom with a bowl of porridge."
"No need. I have something to discuss with you, and then I'll leave," Bai Mulan stated as she settled herself onto the soft, genuine leather sofa of the living room, tossing her purse casually onto the couch.
