"Of course I miss him. The fellow… has been gone for so many years and I don't even dream of him anymore. To be honest, his face has gotten blurry in my memory now. Maybe I'm just old…"
"Forget it. Mom, let's not talk about the unhappy things… After Zhixin moves out, I'll hire some housemaids to live with you if you don't want to live alone."
"Forget it. That's a waste of money. It's not that I'm bedridden or something. I know you have money, but you must save it. Raising three kids will cost you lots of money."
"Qin Chu would be able to afford it even if I gave birth to 30 kids." Huo Mian chuckled.
"Yeah, yeah. Your Chu is capable… My daughter is a lucky woman."
As they chatted, Huo Mian became drowsy and fell asleep in her mother's lap.
She had wanted to watch the livestream of Han Yueyao's performance, but she forgot and fell asleep.
