Ling Ruonan didn't know what Li's mother wanted with her, but it was definitely about Li Jinyan. Jiang Qingwan didn't know about her and Li Jinyan, so she said, "There's a coffee shop nearby; can we sit there and talk?"
Li's mother looked inside the house again. "Is it inconvenient for me to go in?"
"My mother needs to rest quietly."
Li's mother felt a sudden surge of fondness for Ling Ruonan. Even the worst child is not so bad if they have filial piety and didn't make it difficult for her. "Alright."
"Just give me a moment, I need to grab my bag."
"Mhm."
Ling Ruonan returned to the living room, picked up her bag and phone, and said to Jiang Qingwan, "Mom, I have to go out for a bit."
Jiang Qingwan glanced at the entrance. "Who's here?"
"A friend."
The daughter only has one friend, Su Yang. If it were Su Yang, she would have already come in. Clearly, it wasn't her, but since her daughter put it that way, she didn't inquire further, "Have a good talk."
