It's this voice!

A few days ago, when I called Zhang Jiao, the meeting voice from that side came from this woman.

That kind of slightly hoarse and low-pitched woman's voice definitely belongs to this mother in front of me.

I suddenly hate myself a bit for not remembering earlier.

Logically, I should have a deep impression of this parent.

Lan Lan's parents divorced early, and she grew up with her mother. Once, after finishing a class with me, her parent didn't come to pick her up. It turned out that her mother's old kidney ailment had relapsed and she was hospitalized, almost to the point of failure.

I had to take the child home according to the address. On the way, the child told me that she knew her mother's kidney would completely fail soon. They still couldn't find a donor, and if it continued like this, there would only be one outcome: death.

After that, she missed a few classes. I never called to ask, always feeling that if something really happened to her mother...anything I said would be awkward.

But today, her mother came healthy and well.

Could it be that Lan Lan's mother is indeed Zhang Jiao's current colleague or superior?

To avoid alerting the enemy, I specifically chose a weekend to visit Lan Lan's home under the guise of a home visit.

After ringing the doorbell, that familiar woman opened the door for me. She looked much better.

"Hello, I am Lan Lan's children's programming teacher. Lan Lan missed two classes previously, so I wanted to come over and give her a brief lesson, and also deliver the handouts."

The woman was obviously surprised, then warmly invited me in.

"Thank you so much for your effort. It's really kind of you to go out of your way. I'm sorry about last time...but I've recently recovered a lot. She won't miss any more classes in the future."

While calmly observing the luxurious yet spacious home, I suddenly noticed a pot of light purple orchids by the windowsill.

Just like the one Zhang Jiao posted in his Moments before.

Including the background.

In other words, the photo Zhang Jiao posted in his Moments wasn’t taken at some 'company,' but here, at Lan Lan's home!

I tried hard to smooth over my amazement, maintaining a normal expression while responding to Lan Lan's mother.

"Congratulations. I was quite worried before, thinking..."

"Ah, just lucky, I happened to get the special medication. Now, I'm much more energetic than before. Next year, I can even go on a roller coaster with Lan Lan."

"Special medication? How did you find it?"

These three words quickly caught my attention. "Medication"—this certainly has a lot to do with "business."

The woman looked at Lan Lan, who was playing with puzzles, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. "What would happen to my daughter if I left? When you become a mother, you will do everything you can to survive."

This ambiguous answer was almost perfect, but also seemed to impeccably avoid my question.

"Do you know Zhang Jiao?"

I straightforwardly asked this question.