When Lin Yan saw Chu Xiu, it felt like every time Chu came to her, she looked disheveled and tired, dressed in loose cotton clothes, her hair carelessly tied up, capped with a brown duckbill hat.
"Er Bao's mom is helping me take care of things, but she's had a slipped disc recently and can't stay for long; our time is a bit tight."
Lin Yan poured Chu Xiu a glass of lemon water.
"Lu Chenyuan is also very busy; sister, if you have anything, you can tell me. You don't always have to look for him."
Lin Yan felt sorry for Lu Chenyuan, who had been rushing out of the house the past few days, lured away by a phone call.
She didn't even know what business Lu Chenyuan was doing now, let alone share the burden.
She wanted to help but was helpless; all she could offer was verbal concern, which regrettably seemed to have no effect.
She had sent Lu Chenyuan a message in the morning, but he hadn't found time to reply yet.
