Cheng Yujie glared at her daughter angrily. "What kind of expression is that?"
An Ning quickly realized and put away her smile. "It's nothing."
Cheng Yujie's gaze was especially stern as if to unearth her daughter's thoughts. "Did some boy say he likes you? Look how happy you are."
An Ning hurriedly shook her head. "Of course not, and even if there were, I wouldn't be happy about it."
"Don't think you can fool me."
"Really, there's nothing. Right now, my heart only has room for exams and General Yu, no other boy can catch my eye, so you don't need to worry," An Ning said loftily.
"That's more like it."
"Mom, what do you think of Uncle Song?" An Ning sat next to her mom and asked cautiously.
Cheng Yujie frowned. "Why do you ask?"
"I think you should divorce dad and then look for a new love," An Ning said.
Now, she wanted her mom to quickly get the divorce and move into the state five years later.
