The girl's words greatly pleased Du Heng. He chuckled and said, "There's no need for your father to come over. We are all incredibly busy with work; he doesn't need to make such a long trip."
This was followed by another round of polite insistence and refusal, which only ended when they arrived home, and Du Heng firmly had his way.
When Wu Shengnan returned, it was almost twelve o'clock. However, Du Heng hadn't fallen asleep as usual; instead, he was tossing and turning in bed.
He had been sitting all day and had also gotten himself worked up and a bit angry, causing the ache in his strained waist to flare up again. It wasn't a sharp pain, but a dull, stifling discomfort that kept him awake. To make matters worse, he had used up all the medicine he had prepared for himself today.
