"Hmm, got it."
Song Yinyin nodded, borrowing a piece of paper and a pen, and hastily jotted down the doctor's orders before tucking the note securely into her bag.
Before leaving, Ji Furong gently patted Lu Jihan's uninjured arm, giving him a meaningful look: "Be nicer to her."
Lu Jihan nodded, "Aunt Ji, we're leaving."
Song Yinyin helped Lu Jihan into the car, and only then did she begin to calm down a bit.
By the time she drove Lu Jihan back to the Lu Family Mansion, it was already one in the morning.
After helping him into the main bedroom and seating him down, Song Yinyin turned to leave.
She had been out for too long and wondered if her son was sleeping well; she needed to check on him...
But as soon as she turned around, her slender wrist was caught.
She turned back to look at Lu Jihan, "What is it?"
