"Professor Zhu, should I arrange today's lunch at noon, or would you like to arrange it yourself?" Song Qihua followed behind Zhu Qin with a simple and polite expression.
"I will arrange lunch myself. This time I'm in Xiangzhou for personal matters, and I apologize for troubling you, Director Song. I really appreciate your help." Professor Zhu Qin expressed with an apologetic look.
Song Qihua quickly waved his hand and smiled: "It's no trouble at all. It's not often you come to Ji City, Teacher Zhu. It's my duty to host you well; I just hope I didn't fall short."
"Actually, about last night, Teacher Zhu, you should have called in advance to inform me."
Zhu Qin, being of his age, clearly sensed that he'd brought 'trouble' to Song Qihua. As they walked, he lightly sighed: "I really didn't expect my child's condition to be this complicated."
