Xu's mom originally wanted to say that was too insincere, but before the words could come out, she caught another meaning.
"Sweetheart, do you have Xiaosu's contact information?" Xu's mother followed her to the secondary bedroom to ask.
Xu Yun had already changed into a red, white, and yellow plaid shirt, and a pair of loose white casual pants, and was tying her scattered hair into a bun.
"Oh, I just added him in the elevator."
Just added?
Xu's mom remembered the oil still burning on the stove, ran back to the kitchen to turn off the fire, and then cornered Xu Yun at the bathroom door.
"Mom, what are you doing? Do you have to follow even when I'm using the toilet?" Xu Yun couldn't help but laugh.
"Number one or number two?"
Xu Yun: …
"I…I'm just going to wash my face, okay?"
"Oh, then no need to close the door, it won't interfere with our conversation." Xu's mom leaned directly on the bathroom's frosted glass door.