Yige's heart, at that moment, felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade!
Tang Yige's extended hand froze slightly, then quietly withdrawn.
Since the speakerphone was off, Yige didn't know what Zhang Lan said to Rong Rui.
However, when the little guy hung up the phone, his mood was much more cheerful than before.
Rong Rui handed the phone to Tang Yige, got off the sofa, dragged a pillow onto the carpet to sit on, then sat down on the pillow and scooped the bowl of noodles over, slurping away, his little mouth slightly upturned.
Tang Yige wondered, leaving the sofa and crouching beside Rong Rui, curiously tilted her head to look at the little guy, "What did Aunt Zhang say to you that made you so happy?"
"Aunt Zhang said she'll be back tomorrow," Rong Rui said.
Tomorrow?
Soon!
Tang Yige was surprised.
Could it be that Aunt Zhang's daughter was discharged so early?
