Both of them stepped out the door, and Lin Weichen tactfully kept his mouth shut about what had just happened. If it was work-related, Sister Qiao would naturally tell him; if not, it meant it was her personal matter.
Lin Weichen didn't have much of a curiosity, so he wouldn't keep asking questions until he got the answers.
"Do you have any plans later?" Sang Qiao turned around and found that the kid was strangely still standing there, apparently lost in thought, and had not followed along.
Lin Weichen scratched his head and, brought back to reality by the question, hurried forward.
"I don't have any plans. Sister Ah He gave me a day off to rest."
"Mm, where to? I'll give you a ride." Sang Qiao was the first to pull open the car door and get in.
"I'm going home to have a meal with Grandma." Lin Weichen turned visibly embarrassed. He seemed like such an independent person, but he actually had barely any social circle—it was either work or Grandma every day.
