"Are you really alright?" Qiao Anyan was still worried, "Godmother, are you home now? I'll go and see you!"

"What are you doing?" Meng Chengzhu laughed heartily. "It's not like I'm doing anything. It's just a very common cold. It's almost healed now. You came to see me specially. There's no need to stir up so much excitement."

"Your daughter went over to see what happened to you? You're still pushing around with me, don't you think I'm your daughter?" ...