At noon, the auntie hired by Shao Tingyu arrived at the villa as promised. Lin Mengmeng, staring blankly at the calendar, hadn’t forgotten Shao Tingyu’s birthday. She sent a message to her childhood friend Xie Ruan, and soon a flashy Porsche stopped at the door. Before Xie Ruan could ring the doorbell, Lin Mengmeng opened the door. She was immediately enveloped in a firm hug from Xie Ruan, “Mengmeng, you’re finally back! They said you got ALS, that’s terrifying. Are you okay now?” Lin Mengmeng took a deep breath, struggling to speak, “If you let go of me now, I’ll be better.” Realizing Lin Mengmeng’s discomfort, Xie Ruan quickly released her, “Sorry, got carried away. You should have told me about this sooner.” Lin Mengmeng cleared her slightly sore throat, unsure how to respond. She first recounted the events of the past few days to Xie Ruan, then got to the point, “Tingyu’s birthday is coming up, and I’m thinking about what to get him as a gift.” Xie Ruan thought carefully, “The usual, watches, pens, high-end suits…” Suddenly remembering something, she pulled Lin Mengmeng aside, “By the way, I recently opened a high-end suit shop. Consider it supporting my business, why not buy him a suit?”
Chapter 38: The Age of Thirty
Lin Mengmeng paused, realizing that she often saw Shao Tingyu in his white coat but rarely in a suit.
