His nose tingled. Just as he was hesitating about whether to inform Mr. Han and Mrs. Han to get a check-up for their master, Uncle Gao opened his arms for a hug and slipped a piece of paper into Lin Xu's pocket.
"Contact Lucy for me and tell her I miss her a lot. Remember to say it in English; she doesn't understand Chinese. I've put her mobile number in your pocket."
Lin Xu: "..."
It doesn't look like a terminal illness.
People with terminal illnesses definitely wouldn't be this flippant.
But wait a minute... hadn't he quit all that?
Why is he still bothering Lucy?
He asked, "How should I let Aunt Lucy know it's you?"
"Once you mention Robin, she'll know it's me."
Robin?
Which alias is this again?
Just as Uncle Gao finished speaking, a car horn sounded not far away. He straightened his clothes before saying to Lin Xu and Xie Baomin, "Take care, both of you. I'll let you know once I'm settled in Yangcheng."
