Night had fallen.
Lijing Garden.
After her bath, Lin Qian lay down on her bed.
She glanced at the time, thinking that her son should have already arrived at the competition venue by now.
Lying on her side, she stared at the quiet room and thought about her recent conversation with Old Madam Yin, zoning out.
Her thoughts were plentiful, making it hard to make sense of them.
At that moment, her phone rang, indicating a video call.
It must be her son, who had settled down and was now calling her.
Lin Qian quickly sat up, grabbed her phone, and sure enough, it was a call from her son.
Her lips curved into a smile as she answered the video call.
"Baby, have you safely arrived?"
The camera shook a bit, and then the screen showed a tiger mask.
"Your baby isn't here, I'm the baby's steed."
The voice tried to sound fierce but couldn't hide its youthfulness. Lin Qian's smile widened as she watched her son play around.
"Mummy, did I scare you?"