Gong Baotong finished speaking to his mother and hurriedly introduced Yunyi, "Comrade Chu, this is my mother."
Zhao Guihua immediately grasped Yunyi's hand. "Chu Zhiqing, I really can't thank you enough. Uh, at noon—no, it might be too late by noon. You must come to our house for dinner tonight."
Yunyi felt somewhat uncomfortable being held like this. "Auntie, there's no need. It was just a trivial effort on my part."
Fearing Zhao Guihua might say more, Yunyi quickly interjected, "Comrade Xie is already frail. You should hurry home and let her rest."
Hearing this and seeing her daughter-in-law's haggard face, Zhao Guihua was indeed very worried. "Chu Zhiqing, it may be a mere gesture to you, but to us, it's a life-saving grace. You must come to Auntie's house for dinner tonight."
Worried that Yunyi would refuse, Zhao Guihua quickly took her daughter-in-law's arm. "Juanzi, let's go. Mom will help you home."
