Her fingers weaved through Rong Yan's long hair, blowing dry and lamenting, "Ah, before I gave birth to Shengxiao, what I really wanted most was a daughter. I had imagined accompanying her on shopping trips, wearing mother-daughter outfits, and attending concerts together. Who knew I'd end up having a son instead. Luckily, Shengxiao was beautiful from a young age. Otherwise, I don't know how frustrated I would have been. But having a son instead of a daughter, there was a certain regret in my life. And now, today, that regret has been fulfilled."
She curved her lips into a warm smile and gently helped Rong Yan dry the still damp areas of her hair, her gaze soft as she said, "Yan, you know. Even though I don't have a daughter, I've always felt like you're my daughter. From the first moment I saw you, I took a special liking to you. I couldn't understand why I liked you so much upon seeing you; maybe it's fate."
