It's just that the word "auntie"...
After her mother left, in Rongcheng, there really wasn't any "auntie" for her anymore!
Out of sight, out of mind, it seems that's how people in this world are, all becoming fleeting shadows.
"That depends on whether this keepsake is worth the exchange,"
Qin Mu said to her, and at that moment, Qin Mu really was detached, even though she knew the reason Jing Qing's mother had come from the beginning, she truly hadn't expected Jing Qing's mother to still have something of her own mother's, but as for those so-called keepsakes, Qin Mu no longer cared all that much.
Jing Qing's mother looked at her, understood her intent, and then turned to take out a pocket watch from her delicate purse.
Qin Mu's heart skipped a beat!
"This pocket watch was a New Year's gift your mother had prepared for you, but that day after she left my home—, well, you know what happened after that!"
