A familiar voice came through the phone.
"Hello, Fanxing!"
Shen Fanxing smiled and in a gentle tone, she said, "Good afternoon, Grandma Bo."
"Have you had lunch?"
Shen Fanxing took in the faint smell of steamboat lingering in the living room, her heart rattling slightly.
"I've just eaten."
"Oh, that's a pity. I actually wanted to have lunch with you."
"Sorry, Grandma Bo."
"No worries, we can have it next time. Fanxing, can you accompany me to shop?"
Shen Fanxing was taken aback by this request.
"Grandma, you've yet to take a nap and shopping can be quite taxing…"
Before Shen Fanxing finished speaking, she heard a sign coming from the old lady, instantly arousing a sense of pity.
"I haven't had someone to shop with me for so long. Ever since I've been in a wheelchair, even the most interesting thing in my life has been taken away. How pitiful am I…"
"Grandma, I'll accompany you."