Zhou Can listened to his mom's words and had a vague feeling that something was off.
Usually, when his mom called, she would ramble on endlessly, but today it felt strangely different.
"Mom, it's almost New Year, I should be able to get a few days off and bring Qianqian to visit you and Dad," Zhou Can cautiously suggested.
His mom had been urging him to bring his girlfriend home for the holidays. Zhou Can was now rotating through the Endocrinology Department, so he should be able to take a few days off.
"Um... your dad and I have been really busy lately, we probably can't make time during the New Year. Maybe wait until we're not so busy, then bring Miss Qianqian over!"
She still hadn't learned how to lie in front of her son.
The excuse she used was too perfunctory; with Zhou Can's smarts, he could instantly tell that something had happened at home.
What could possibly happen to a food processing factory running smoothly?
