Zhou Xiang might have been too well-protected at home, but she was very simple-minded. Therefore, Zhou Xiang did not care much about the Cen family’s big and small matters, and it was the Cen old lady who took care of them.
Zhou Xiang was not angry at being called stupid by the Cen Old Lady. She smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I know! Not to mention you, I have long treated searing flames as my own daughter-in-law. In My Heart, no one can replace her.”
Old Mrs. Cen nodded in satisfaction.
Fortunately, Zhou Xiang was a clear-minded person. Otherwise, with Cen Yuyan, the Cen family would definitely be in chaos.
After cutting the window flowers, Old Mrs. Cen, Zhou Xiang, and the servants went to paste them.
When the two passed by Cen Shaoqing’s room, Zhou Xiang asked curiously, “Mom, what do you think Shaoqing is doing in his room?”
Old Mrs. Cen said, “He’s most likely practicing window cutting!”
“Are you that sure?”Zhou Xiang asked in surprise.
