Finally, he took his son's hand with his left hand and Jiaojiao's hand with his right hand and walked downstairs.

Lu Qiuying watched their retreating figures, her lips twitching slightly.

She couldn't understand the relationship between Yang Yanzhou and Pei Zhuling.

They broke up in a confused way, then suddenly got married, and now their son is all grown up.

"When is the teacher going back to the village?" Lin Ziyan asked.

The ship collision on New Year's Eve meant that Grandma Lan couldn't have a proper meal at home during the holiday, as she was in meetings until very late every day.

Lu Qiuying shook her head, her brows furrowing slightly; she didn't know.

The collision incident that occurred in the waters off Fukushi City has caused a great deal of trouble.

Now He Qingyu faces questions from media outlets around the world every day, and they all revolve around the ship collision.

“We can’t get in touch with her,” Lu Qiuying replied truthfully.

Lin Ziyan nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions.

Tomorrow she needs to take the boat ticket to Sister Fang, and also prepare rice, flour, oil, and other necessities for her family.

The two new shrimp farms have been handed over to Xu Ling for management, and so far there are no problems, but they still need to be closely monitored.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and the sky is cloudless.

A sea breeze blew in, and a faint floral fragrance drifted into the room.

Lu Qiuying took out her notebook from her bag and wrote down the manufacturers she had just selected.

The Ministry of Foreign Trade's first overseas inspection trip involves many arrangements.

This time when she came back, besides sharing a ship ticket, she went to the port to check things out.

Fortunately, apart from an accident involving a worker before the Lunar New Year, the project was completed ahead of schedule and there were no major problems.

"Ayan, don't you want to ask me when my brother is coming back?"

Lu Qiuying asked mischievously.

Lin Ziyan paused for a few seconds, too busy to remember.

"Tsk, are you two really dating?"