No Longer Young

"Huanhuan, why are you walking so fast?"

Yi Ling had to run to keep up. This was the first time she had seen Yan Huan walk so quickly—and in high heels, too.

As soon as they entered their apartment, Yan Huan set Little Bean down. They had requested for a room cleaning service to clean up their apartment while they were away to save time: their schedule was extremely tight, and they would have had to give up their precious sleep just to dust off their furniture otherwise. Yan Huan had previously suffered through those miserable, sleepless days, and her experience had taught her what to do to make the most of her time, and get a good night's sleep.

Yi Ling flopped onto the sofa. "Huanhuan, what are we having for dinner?" She rubbed her stomach. "I'm starving."