Fu Yin didn't notice her grandmother's expression and was only busy saying, "Grandma, you have no idea who I ran into yesterday?"
Mrs. Fu casually asked, "Who?"
"Do you remember that girl named Song Yunyun who I invited over to play when we were little?"
The old lady couldn't remember for a moment.
Fu Yin continued, "She's the one who broke our vase and cried her eyes out..."
"Oh, now that you mention it, I do recall—the one who liked to wear little floral dresses?"
"Exactly, it's her. I saw her at a friend's dinner party yesterday. Guess what she does for a living now?"
Old Mrs. Fu asked curiously, "What does she do? If I'm not mistaken, she came from an average family. She was good at her studies... it seems her parents were both doctors, and they were so busy with work they hardly had time for her..."
