Su Yu comforted, "I can understand your situation, don't fret about it."
A few simple words, yet they were like a spring breeze and benevolent rain, causing Xie Xinghua to tear up again. Both understood without speaking, their minds full of their own calculations.
Su Yu contemplated that since he had decided to visit the Young Master Tutor's Mansion the next day, it was only proper not to go empty-handed.
Although he was revisiting to check the illness, after all, he had requests to make, and appropriate humility and sincerity were indispensable.
The family's savings had almost all been spent on household necessities, money was tight, so it seemed he could only prepare some seasonal snacks by hand as a gift.
With time pressing, that night, Su Yu was destined to be busy until dawn.
As for Xie Xinghua, her thoughts were entirely occupied by Da Ya's safety.
