While her mother and Anan were catching up, Lin Ping used the time to hurry to the kitchen. She finished preparing the last few dishes and brought them to the table.
Seeing that she was nearly finished, Zhao Ya smiled and put Anan down.
"Anan, be a good girl and watch some TV in the living room. Grandma and Mommy are going to the bedroom to talk."
"Okay."
Zhao Ya stood up and gave Lin Ping a meaningful look. Taking the hint, Lin Ping removed her apron, hung it on the back of the kitchen door, and followed her mother into the bedroom.
The moment she stepped inside, she couldn't hold back her curiosity.
"Mom, how did you know I moved?"
"Didn't you tell me?"
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Zhao Ya rolled her eyes at Lin Ping.
"Have you forgotten? A while back, you said you were busy with work and wanted me to come over and help with Anan, so you told me your new address."
"Oh, right!"
It all came back to Lin Ping. She sat down beside Zhao Ya and affectionately took her arm.
