Cheng Che smiled bitterly. "It's nothing. I'm just a little overwhelmed now. Tell me, what's going on exactly? Why are there so many things happening and so many people appearing out of nowhere?"
Jiahui leaned her head against Cheng Che's shoulder before she said, "What does it matter? These things will happen sooner or later. It's not something we can control. Don't get bogged down by all these things. Just treat it like a project. When the dust settles, we'll still be us. We have Grandma, Mu Chen, Song Ning, and Little Mu Lan. We'll still be a happy family. You can acknowledge whoever you want, and you can also choose not to acknowledge them. In short, you can do whatever you want."
Cheng Che did not say anything.
