After the morning classes, Mu Anran received a call from Song Yan.
"My dear grandma, are you sure your injury is okay?"
Mu Anran chuckled, "It's not serious, are we still meeting at the usual place in the afternoon?"
"Let's not, I am worried Young Master Yu might think I'm mistreating you."
Mu Anran spoke speechlessly, "Then aren't you afraid I'll tattle to him, saying you're trying to find an excuse to fire me?"
Song Yan: "..."
This little girl, not having seen her for several years, her mouth has become quite sharp.
"What time does it start this afternoon? I don't have classes later, I'll be there on time."
Song Yan could only nod helplessly, "Two o'clock in the afternoon, are you sure you're physically okay?"
"My dear Director Song, you really do talk a lot, huh, I'll see you this afternoon!"
