Hearing Zhao Shuqi’s words, Zhao shuning heaved a sigh of relief. “Brother, I’ll have to Trouble You Then. Can I go after 12 o’clock tomorrow afternoon?”
At 11 o’clock in the morning, Feng Qianhua would come over to deliver the health soup to Old Lady Lin.
At 12 am, she was free.
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Shuqi flipped a page of the document in his hands. “Sure. If there are any problems, you can just call me.”
“Okay.”
Zhao shuning hung up the phone in satisfaction.
Madam Lin asked impatiently, “Shuning, what did your brother say?”
Zhao shuning smiled and said, “It’s just a name change. To my brother, it’s just a matter of words.”
Hearing this, Old Madam Lin was very excited. “Shuning, then I really have to thank your brother.”
Zhao shuning said, “We’re all family. What’s there to thank? Once we’ve changed our name, Let’s see how that B * Tch Ye Shu will continue to torment us!”
Old Madam Lin nodded and agreed with Zhao Shuning’s words.