It gets dark early in winter, and the sky was already black by the time they finished dinner.
Afraid the snow would get heavier, Su Li prepared to take Little Tang Mo back home after dinner.
Wu Sheng was worried and insisted on driving them.
"You don't have to. I'll be extra, extra careful when I drive. You're a patient, you shouldn't be driving anyone."
Su Li was exasperated and absolutely refused to let Wu Sheng drive them.
"Even if I'm a patient, I'm still more capable than you. I'll just drive you home and come right back. I won't be able to rest easy otherwise."
How could Wu Sheng possibly feel at ease letting Su Li and her son go back alone?
After a lot of back and forth, Su Li still couldn't convince Wu Sheng. Wu Qihua, watching the two of them being so lovey-dovey, couldn't take it anymore.
"Stop arguing. Just stay here for the night and leave tomorrow. It's not like we don't have room."
In the end, Su Li and Little Tang Mo stayed the night at Wu Sheng's house.
