Fu Zhengzheng asks her son to enter the room, and then walks down several sets of stairs, listening intently to what is happening downstairs.

“Why did you power down your phone?” Han Sixian asks.

“It was too disturbing.”

“Disturbing? You don’t promise me, so of course I will disturb you.”

“I have no time tomorrow.”

“You must go tomorrow!”

“I will see her when I finish my work ...