****
The next day, Sheng Ning got up very early. Last night, a certain someone was magnanimously merciful and finally spared her a living. Sheng Ning was so moved that she almost wept with gratitude! Finally, she didn't have to worry about being bedridden, finally didn't have to walk holding her waist.
"Let's go! We're picking up An'an."
Xu Qigang was driving, Sheng Ning sat in the passenger seat on their way to National Security University. Along the way, Sheng Ning kept talking about An'an, and halfway through she suddenly realized she overlooked a big issue.
"Living Yama, does Little Hooligan like our An'an? He likes her, right?"
"Mm!" Xu Qigang nodded, then added, "But I'm not going to agree."
