It's finally the weekend again. ET opened her eyes, stretched her waist, and casually grabbed a piece of clothing to put on.

  "A card fell to the ground: 'This is...' Picked it up and took a look: 'It's Xiaoru's birthday invitation.' The time is 6 o'clock tonight. Don't have to go to work today, and the nightclub is also closed. Want to go?"

  It's possible that Xiaoman will come over from Japan too, don't you want to see your good friend?

  Xiao Man, Xiao Man... forget it, I'll go take care of Grandpa at the hospital first.

  "Yao Yao, dear, you've finally got a holiday, why don't you go back and rest for a bit? I heard from your mom that you've been coming home very late this week, what kind of work are you doing?" Old Master Luo asked his granddaughter, lying in bed with concern. These past few days, the old man's complexion hadn't been great, but his condition had stabilized.

  "Grandpa, our company has been working overtime, so it's already very late."

  "Overtime? Do you want me to work until 2 am? You still have to go to work at 7 am the next day, aren't you trying to exhaust me to death?"

  "Grandpa, it's okay, everyone gets off work that late. Others don't say they're tired, why would I be tired?" Yaya didn't tell her family about her part-time job, otherwise with Grandpa's personality, he would rather die than accept the fact that she works at a nightclub.

  "You little scamp, Grandpa can't outtalk you, so just go back and rest now, off you go."

  "Oh, grandpa, I'm bored at home too, just let me stay, okay?" Yaya pouted her small mouth, this week it was mom who took care of grandpa, she knew how hard mom worked, so finally it's Saturday today.

  "Never mind, Dad, just let Yao stay. You also know that she just came back from Japan and must want to spend more time with us."

  "Yes, yes. Mom is right."

  "Alright then. Just in time, tell Grandpa about your experiences in Japan."

  What about those things in Japan? Apart from Feng Chenyi leaving her with a bad impression, and almost being taken advantage of by the old man, as well as Gong Xiaoman making her realize the preciousness of friendship, she really didn't have much to say. However, the usually sensible Yao Yao still made up some nice stories to tell Grandpa.

  As it gradually reached the afternoon, the hospital ordered the family members who were keeping watch to leave.

  "Yao Yao, if you have something to attend to, go ahead and take care of it first. Mom will head back home alone."

  "I'm fine, mom, let's go back together."

  "Hehe, still saying nothing's wrong? Mom saw your invitation a long time ago. Go on, baby, go have fun. You're all grown up now, don't always stick to mom."

  "Mom... I just like sticking with you."

  Facing this thoughtful daughter, Lu's mother helplessly shook her head: "You're already so big and still acting spoiled. What will happen when you find a boyfriend and stick to mom?"

  "Hmph, then I won't look for a boyfriend anymore."

  "Nonsense! If you don't find a boyfriend, are you going to rely on your mother for the rest of your life? Yoyo, I'm your mother, and I understand what's on your mind. Mom knows you're sensible, and also knows... never mind, let's not talk about it. Go have fun now." Luo Mu sighed halfway through her words.

  Yao Yao knew what her mother wanted to say, but that was a wound that the two of them would never be willing to mention. "Well, I'm leaving then, mom."

  "Wait a minute, take this with you." As she spoke, Luo Mu took out a beautifully embroidered cross-stitch from her bag.

  "Mom, what's this?"

  "You can't go to your friend's birthday empty-handed, mom knows you're a kid who wants to save money and won't buy anything expensive, but we can't be rude, and we have to let them know our intentions, so give this to your friend."

  "Mom... thank you." At the moment she received her mother's gift, Yao Yao's eyes turned red.

  These years, when she was in Japan, her mother had been relying on sewing and mending for others to support the whole family. Since her grandfather fell ill, she saw her mother still working several times when she came home from work at midnight, and got up early in the morning to take care of her grandfather in the hospital. She knew how hard her mother was working, otherwise she wouldn't have abandoned her own beliefs to go work in a nightclub.

  However, now Mom has to worry about her gift, this cross-stitch piece will take at least three days to finish, showing how much Mom loves Yoyo.

  Alas!

  The huge stone in her heart grew heavier, she didn't know how to make her mother's life less tiring. Grow up quickly, grow up... so that she can use her own life to comfort her mother's old age...

  Arriving at the address on the invitation, a three-story linked villa nestled in a scenic spot with lush mountains and clear waters came into view. The interior was ablaze with lights, the courtyard was brightly lit, and music filled the air.

  "Happy birthday, Xiaoru, here's your gift." Everyone was gathered in the garden to throw a patty party. Yao Yao spent half a day searching through the crowd and finally found Xiaoru.

  "Luoyao?" The boys and girls surrounding Xiaoru's eyes lit up as soon as they saw her appear. "Xiaoru, how did you invite her to come?"

  "We met in the elevator, so I invited him over."

  "Oh? Met in the elevator, which elevator?" Everyone was filled with curiosity.

  Bosch Group's elevator.

  "What? Yaoyao, do you work at Boseon? What's your position?" As soon as Xiaoru finished speaking, those people immediately changed their tone when talking to Yaoyao. The influence of Boseon was not ordinary, even if these rich kids had skills, they still needed real ability to enter this company.

  "I was an elevator girl in Bose."

  "What? Elevator girl? Oh my god, such a lowly job." Everyone immediately showed contemptuous expressions.

  Facing this, she had long been used to it. After all, they were like that when she was in school. She lowered her head, put away the gift that Xiaoru hadn't accepted even after half a day of holding it out, and was about to quietly leave. Just then...

  "Yao Yao, didn't you have a gift for me? What is it?"

  "It's a piece of cross-stitch done by my mother, I hope you like it." As she mentioned her mother's gift, a smile returned to Yao Yao's face and she happily handed the gift over to Xiaoru.

  Everyone gathered around Xiaoru excitedly waiting for the gift to be unwrapped, wondering what Luo Yaoyao would give this young lady.

  When that piece of cross-stitch embroidery entered everyone's line of sight... "H, my god...... Cross-stitch? Are you still in elementary school?"

  "Are you kidding me? Someone actually gave this cheap thing as a gift?"

  "Yes, it's almost time to wipe the tablecloth. Xiaoru, hurry up and throw it away."

  This book