For the safety of her mother, Zhu Qianying moved back from the hotel to her home, avoiding unnecessary conflicts with the Zhu family by spending her day writing and drawing at home.
Chen Jing, this time, seemed to have truly given up on Zhu Zhizhou. She couldn't care less about the messy bedroom and had not stepped foot in the kitchen anymore, spending her entire day watching television in Xiao Yu's bedroom. From time to time, she would talk to her eldest daughter, Zhu Qianying, and sleep in.
The mother and daughter would eat on schedule and leave as soon as they finished, not living too leisurely.
"Mom, you finally act like a lady of the Zhu family, instead of a cook at everyone's beck and call!"
Zhu Qianying knew that her mother had finally seen the light and was speaking more straightforwardly.
"Ying'er, if only your mother had realized sooner, you and Xiao Yu would not have had to suffer so much."
