He had changed into his pajamas, towel hanging over his head as he dried his hair with it.
His dripping hair was fixed with a few vigorous rubs.
Han Zhuoling then threw his towel aside in impatience when his hair was partially dried.
He lifted his head to meet Han Zhuofeng, who was looking at him strangely.
“What’s with your expression?” Han Zhuoling was confused.
“Nothing, nothing.” Han Zhuofeng might be saying that, but his face said otherwise.
Han Zhuoling looked at him curiously. Right then, Lin Liye came out with her phone.
She saw Han Zhuoling and, instead of snarking at him for being single as usual, she said especially lovingly and gladly, “Done bathing? Then go rest early. Do you have anything going on tomorrow? Is your work busy? Tomorrow’s a Saturday. Rest as much as you can.”
Han Zhuoling was even more puzzled. “I still have to go to the office tomorrow. I attended the gala tonight. There’s still some unfinished work.”
“Oh.” Lin Liye nodded and didn’t say things like “Why not go for a date this Saturday?” Rather, she said, “Then don’t continue working later. Go sleep.”
He grunted in agreement. That was his plan too.
Lin Liye then continued, “Blow dry your hair before you sleep or you’ll get a headache tomorrow.”
Han Zhuoling was totally “flattered”; Lin Liye was rarely so kindly.
“Mom, are you alright?” Han Zhuoling asked.
Lin Liye: “…”
This rascal. Can he really get the girl?
“Rascal. I’m caring for you and you’re asking me that?” Lin Liye then smiled at him. “Alright now, go rest.”
Han Zhuoling: “…”
It’s not his hallucination. Lin Liye was smiling at him a lot today!
***
Over at the other side, Old Mrs. Han watched a few of Shi Xiaoya’s videos delightedly and showed them to Old Mr. Han too.
“This girl is fair and neat and really pretty. Especially when she smiles, her eyes become crescents.” Old Mrs. Han was pleased. “I wonder if she’s as lively when she’s offline. It’d be great if she is. That Zhuoling is too composed and dull, it’ll be good for him to have someone with an opposite character complementing his.”
Ever since the issue regarding Xia Yixin, Old Mr. Han hadn’t dared to draw his conclusions too early. “How can you judge anything concrete based on a video? You still have to know her personally. It’s the same with celebrities. Their personality in private can be different from the one in the spotlight.”
“That’s true.” Old Mrs. Han agreed with Old Mr. Han’s words on this rare occasion. “But Zhuoli and Lu Man have seen the girl before, and they have a good impression of her. Plus, Zhuoling likes her. The eldest never liked anyone, and he finally fell for someone. I trust his judgment too, unlike his father’s.”
“Don’t mention that unfilial son.” Talking about him only made Old Mr. Han feel wretched. “Aren’t you insulting Zhuoling when you compare him to his father?”
Old Mrs. Han: “…”
Gosh, this old guy has quite a sharp tongue.
“Since both Zhuoli and Lu Man know her, let’s ask them when they come tomorrow,” Old Mr. Han said.
Getting such unexpected good news made Old Mrs. Han too excitable to sleep.
***
Meanwhile, Han Zhuoling returned to his bedroom, planning to work a bit more. However, after switching on his computer, he found that he was unable to do a thing.
