Liao Chen saw her son's serious face and laughed, chiding him, "Look at this jealousy of yours, you're even jealous of a child."
Chu Lingxuan looked at the soft smile on his mother's face and sighed heavily. His mother had hardly smiled since the incident. Yet from yesterday onwards, her face was always adorned with a smile, and her expression was quite relaxed.
A corner of his mouth lifted, and he purposely said, "How is it that daughters no longer listen to their fathers?"
Liao Chen laughed heartily and said, "It's for the best if Yan'er has her own thoughts and doesn't let you as her father control them." She drifted into thought, then said, "If someone could truly cherish her in the future, I will be at ease."
Chu Lingxuan tilted his head, scanning the awkward young girl still blankly staring at the entrance, a hint of laughter in his voice, "It seems we'll need to properly groom that little rascal."
