In the next few days, Yiyi's life was very routine: attending classes, eating, sleeping, and occasionally running a few laps on the track. The week's courses ended quickly, ushering in the first weekend of university.
As soon as the weekend arrived, Yiyi quickly packed her things and went straight home.
Ding Yuejun saw her daughter returning, her face full of smiles, "Yiyi, you're finally back, come in and rest, and I'll cut some cantaloupe for you." As she spoke, she was already busy in the kitchen.
Seeing her mother's happy face, Yiyi looked gentle and warm.
When Ding Yuejun came out with the fruit, she smiled and said, "Dinner will be ready soon, have a little first, and I'll go call your master and Mo Ping."
"Mom, is Er Ya coming back this weekend?"
Speaking of Fei Erya, Ding Yuejun couldn't help but shake her head and said, "Er Ya is not coming back this weekend, she's found a part-time job and has to work over the weekend."
