"There's no need, I've come to terms with it now. I believe I'll live to a ripe old age, watching Yicheng get married and have children."
Wei Shuyu laughed, hoping that she could live even longer in order to see her son grow up, start a family, and have children of his own.
"It's good that you've come to terms with it all, Second Sister-in-Law. And I think Yicheng loves you very much, he cherishes you all."
Shen Xinglan said soothingly. Children need their parents just as much as parents need their children.
Love is a two-way choice, and a happy family requires efforts from everyone.
"We will treat him as our own too. Uncle Yan and Aunt Wen trust us, and we will not let them down."
Wei Shuyu laughed, how could she not treasure this child, not love him?
He was her biological son, the continuation of their lives.
Shen Xinglan simply held Wei Shuyu's hand, saying no more. A thousand words weren't necessary.
