Because Jiao Chen had raised and taught Xiaojiao.
Time flies. At the start, she kept imagining that Jiao Chen was still around. Their happy family of three would eat breakfast and dinner together.
And during bedtime, she would imagine that Jiao Chen was lying beside Xiaojiao, telling her bedtime stories while Su Yue leaned against the door frame, waiting for Xiaojiao to fall asleep.
But now, she was slowly coming to terms with Jiao Chen's passing. She almost hurt herself a few times because she imagined that Jiao Chen was cooking together with her.
So, she tried really hard to accept the harsh truth.
Jiao Chen was no longer around.
"Miss Su, today's fish is very fresh. I'll cook fish soup for Xiaojiao later, it's good for children." Their helper came back from the market and smiled as she showed Su Xiaojiao a fresh fish.
Su Yan insisted on arranging for this helper to take care of Su Yue and Xiaojiao.
