"I'm going hiking with Grandma and the others tomorrow, no matter if you come or not," Xia Lu said with courage after dinner. "I've promised in person, and I can't go back on my word."
Zhou Mingchen didn't make a sound.
Feeling she had permission, Xia Lu stood up and prepared to go upstairs with light steps. It really seemed that being more assertive when talking to Zhou Mingchen significantly reduced the chances of him objecting.
"Is your foot healed?" came a deep voice from behind.
"Hmm?" She turned her head, and Zhou Mingchen's gaze was still on his computer.
"Didn't you say it takes a hundred days for a muscle or tendon injury to heal, and it's only been a few days? How is it healed already?"
Xia Lu puffed out her chest, "I'm young, and I have a strong recovery ability."
Zhou Mingchen turned his head to look at her, "Those are your words. If your condition worsens, I won't be taking care of you."
"No problem."
It was a sunny Saturday morning.
