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Su Mu had waited for Fu Shinian at Bishui Yuntian until five in the afternoon, but he still had not returned, and there was not a single phone call. Then she laughed at herself mockingly.
She knew very well that he would neither come back nor return her calls, yet she couldn't help waiting eagerly. She truly admired her own propensity for self-deprecation.
Auntie Lin approached tentatively and asked:
"Madam, it's getting late. Do you plan to go back to the old house today?"
Su Mu nodded:
"Yes, it's lonely for grandmother to be at home by herself, and tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival. I better go back earlier."
Auntie Lin acknowledged with a nod:
"Then I'll have the driver ready the car."
Su Mu got up from the couch and casually picked up her packed personal belongings to head to the door. Unexpectedly, Auntie Lin, who had moved ahead, suddenly turned around. She looked at Su Mu with a smile and said:
"Madam, the master has returned."
