"Being your daughter, Mommy, I am very fortunate as well!"
Ji Jiaxin smiled and agreed.
Hearing this, Ji Yao nodded with satisfaction.
She thought to herself that Jiaxin had such a sweet mouth, even if it wasn't the time to say it.
The two of them laughed and talked until late into the night.
Ji Yao put Ji Jiaxin to bed to rest before she returned to the study.
Thinking about everything that had happened at the parent-teacher conference, a flicker of worry crossed her eyes.
She had agreed to maintain a distance from Lu Jincheng, swearing never to see him again in this life, yet here they were, in this predicament.
What should she do next?
Should she take Ji Jiaxin and leave this place, or continue to live under the identity of designer Y as if nothing had happened?
Ji Yao was torn as she looked at the photograph of mother and daughter on the desk, her thoughts slowly drifting away.
