"What kind of talk is that, how could we ever abandon you?" Su Mian patted her back, thinking she had been frightened by a nightmare.
Lu Ting's lips curved slightly, and she hummed a response.
Seeing that her emotions had stabilized a bit, Su Mian let go of Lu Ting, and said with concern, "Don't push yourself too hard with your studies, you still need to relax when it's time to relax."
"Okay," Lu Ting agreed with her.
Su Mian breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and immediately her face lit up with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, good morning."
Qiao Yun nodded her little head, "Good morning."
"You sit for a while, Mommy will go prepare breakfast for you," Su Mian hurriedly stood up.
She really liked to cook for her family.
Lu Ting looked at the well-behaved and quiet Qiao Yun, feeling disdain in her heart. Despite her peaceful exterior, she was still competing with her in every way.
All an act! Fake!
