Shu Yan went to pick her children up with her facial mask and hat. Had she not spoke first, Lin Hui and Wu Xiuyue would never knew it was Shu Yan standing next to them.

“What is going on with you?” Wu Xiuyue looked Shu Yan up and down. She was covered up tightly from top to bottom, like she was about to go rob a bank.

Shu Yan moved cover to them and said in a low voice. “I went to have my spots removed at the hospital. I am unpresentable right now.”

“Sure. It so happened to be winter right now and that’s the best season for spot removal. If you want, we can go ahead and do it today. You will not be able to go under the sun for 7 days after that. A month, preferably.” The doctor carefully listened out all precautions following the procedure.

“Do I have to stay home the entire time?”

Shu Yan’s proposal included the essence of the creativity in the next few decades. She might not have been precise on some of the areas, but any professionals in the realm of creativity would be inspired and be able to have an appreciation for them.

Some even asked Shu Yan if she wanted to go into the advertisement field as their interns. Shu Yan wasn’t sure what to say to that.

Once she got off the car, Shu Yan, again, waited for everyone to get off before she smacked herself on her forehead. “What were you thinking, Shu Yan? Go pick the kids up, get groceries, and go home and cook.”

“Mom, are you still going to cook dinner for that Uncle?”