"Then come over next Friday. My teacher is coming on Saturday, so come visit Uncle Wang's house on Friday first."
"Ah, wouldn't that be a little inappropriate..."
"What's inappropriate about it? When Siyi was in Yangcheng, you were always the one looking after her. My wife and I should thank you properly..."
Wang Weimin gave his reason in a very serious, earnest tone. Li Changle had no way to refuse; he wasn't the sort of person who knew how to turn people down, either.
"Then... all right."
"Great, it's settled, then. Do you want me to book your plane ticket? Let me know when you arrive, and I'll come pick you up..."
"No need, no need. I can book it myself."
Li Changle wasn't short of money, so he couldn't very well trouble Wang Weimin. He hurriedly declined.
"Hahaha, all right. Just let me know when you get to the airport, and I'll come pick you up."
Wang Weimin laughed heartily a few times, thinking that this young man was quite interesting.
"Okay, Uncle Wang."
After hanging up, Li Changle went to book a ticket for next Friday, to Jinling.
Wang Weimin hung up, too. After a moment's thought, he called Wang Siyi.
"Hello? Dad, what's up?"
"Siyi, your mother hasn't seen you in ages. Could you come home for dinner next Friday?"
"Dad, I have something to do next week. My album's coming out, so I have to promote it."
Wang Siyi remembered that Li Changle would be coming up next week, so she refused without thinking.
"Ah, then go ahead and take care of your work. I guess I'll have to celebrate your mother's birthday by myself..."
Wang Weimin's voice sounded forlorn over the phone.
"Huh? Is next Friday Mom's birthday? Then... then I'll definitely come home next