"Aunt Gong Sun is not feeling well. Her daughter-in-law just called home and I let her off without an adult to take care of her." Song Qingcheng said, putting macaroni on the table and then returning to the kitchen and coming out with a plate of steak and a plate of fruit salad in his hand.
Seeing her sitting down at Yu Tingchuan’s table in a decent way, she asked with great interest, "Are you thin…