Spring tried to lift the suitcase; it was quite heavy but still manageable.
She wanted to open it and see how her daughter managed to fit so many things inside, but the suitcase was already locked.
Ah, it didn't matter whether she saw it or not, as long as everything was packed properly.
Yingbao was also grooming, and when she returned, she saw Chen Zhao was already snoring on the bed.
"Mother, is Chen Zhao going to go back with us?" Yingbao asked.
"Yes, she is also a poor child. Her mother just passed away, and she was brought here while still in mourning. Ah, she told me she didn't want to stay here, and pleaded with me to take her with us when we leave." Spring sighed.
Yingbao remained silent.
Chen Zhao had indeed changed a lot recently, possibly due to the shock of losing her mother.
Or perhaps it was because she had been spending a lot of time with Spring lately, and was influenced by her.
