"Mom, if you like it, Ayan and I will often bring you here when we have time," Manman said from the bottom of her heart. As a daughter, of course, she wanted to fulfill her mother's wishes.
Madam Lu shook her head, "Ayan is busy with the team. Plus, this is too expensive."
"Money is not an issue."
"Nannan." Madam Lu took her daughter's hand and squeezed it, "As your father said, there are many more people poorer than us. We can't taste the sweetness and forget the bitterness. It's okay to enjoy ourselves occasionally, but too much is not good. We are not professionals in this area; it would be indulging in luxuries to the point of losing our ambition."
Upon hearing these words from her mother, Manman realized she had underestimated her.
The two-hour-long concert came to an end.
Time flew in the beautiful melodies, making people reluctant to leave.
