Lin Yuying went out and heard the phone ring.
She glanced at the number and answered it.
"Yuying, I brought some food for Siqing. Can you come and get it? I'm right at the door."
It was Lin Siqing's biological mother, Bi Qiuyan.
Since last time, their family frequently came to secretly check on Lin Siqing.
Thinking about it, these were Lin Siqing's biological parents, so Lin Yuying treated them well too.
Upon going out, she saw Bi Qiuyan standing there and quickly jogged over.
"Yuying, how is he doing these days?" Bi Qiuyan asked with a warm smile, showing genuine concern.
Lin Yuying, thinking of his recent state, smiled, "He's doing fine."
She noticed Bi Qiuyan's worn-out clothes and hesitated, feeling sympathy.
As a child, dressed in luxury while your parents appear like beggars, how can anyone feel comfortable with that?
She thought, Lin Siqing probably felt uncomfortable too.
She said, "Auntie, let me take you to buy some clothes."
