In the blink of an eye, Friday night arrived at Youran Mansion. After Nan Zhiyin and her son had dinner, they received a video call from Gu Jingchen.
It was Xiaomumu who chatted with his father first. After the conversation was over, Nan Zhiyin took the phone from his son's hand and started chatting with Gu Jingchen.
She had told Gu Jingchen before that she would meet Tong Jiawei on Saturday. Nan Zhiyin thought about it for a moment and mentioned it again.
"I'll take Mumu out to play tomorrow, and I've made an appointment with Weiwei to go shopping," Nan Zhiyin said.
"Well, I know," Gu Jingchen kept it in mind, and continued, "Whatever you and Mumu need or like, just swipe the card I gave you before, but don't use it this time."
The last sentence was a warning, because Gu Jingchen knew that for so long, she had never used the card he gave her.
After listening to Gu Jingchen's words, Nan Zhiyin still planned to agree verbally, "Well, okay, I understand."
But at this moment, Nan Zhiyin still didn't intend to use his money because she had money.
Besides, it's very hard for him as an ordinary employee to make money to support his family. He can't bear to spend his money, so he might as well use his own.
Gu Jingchen didn't know what Nan Zhiyin was thinking at this moment, so he was satisfied when he heard that she agreed.
Gu Jingchen didn't say anything after that. Nan Zhiyin was concerned, so she immediately changed the subject and asked, "How long will it take for your business trip?"
Hearing this, Gu Jingchen was silent for two seconds before replying, "I don't know yet. I'll have to wait and see what happens later to decide."
"Oh." Nan Zhiyin responded, knowing that she could understand this kind of working situation.
After suppressing the feeling of missing her, Nan Zhiyin continued, "You take care of yourself when you are on a business trip."
"Yes, I will," Gu Jingchen felt warm in his heart, and then told Nan Zhiyin, "You too, while taking care of Mumu at home, also take care of yourself."
"Um."
The next night, Nan Zhiyin still slept with her son, because she kept thinking of Gu Jingchen in her heart, and she dreamed of him that night.
On Saturday morning, Nan Zhiyin and her son slept until they woke up naturally, then got up, washed and ate something, and then went out to see Tong Jiawei.
Nan Zhiyin and Tong Jiawei made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the shopping mall. When Nan Zhiyin and her son arrived at the shopping mall, Tong Jiawei was already there.
"Yinyin," when Tong Jiawei saw two familiar figures, she first called Nan Zhiyin happily, then looked at Xiaomumu and shouted excitedly, "My little baby, my godmother misses you so much."
"Hehehe, I really want to fuck my mother too." Xiaomumu replied sweetly.
Tong Jiawei's heart almost melted, "Come on, come on, let your godmother hug you."
"That's great." Xiao Mumu responded, then slowly let go of mommy's hand and ran towards her godmother not far away.
Nan Zhiyin watched her son's movements without any worries in her heart, because Weiwei was not far away from her and all her son's actions were within her sight.
Later, Nan Zhiyin looked at her son and Weiwei hugging each other. She felt happy in her heart and continued to walk towards them.
After Tong Jiawei got close to the child for a while, she hugged Nan Zhiyin, then observed Nan Zhiyin's appearance and said, "Yinyin, you have lost weight recently. Is life too hard? Are you not eating well?"
"No." Nan Zhiyin said, looking at herself, she didn't feel like she had lost weight. Moreover, her life was not hard, and it was normal to eat every day.
"Yes," Tong Jiawei said firmly, then stretched out her hand to gently squeeze Nan Zhiyin's arm and said with a gesture, "Look, my arms have become thinner."