"To have met Qin Jian is my good fortune," An Hao said from the heart. "Heaven has been kind to me, allowing me to meet him! Aunt, Qin Jian and I truly love each other, and I will treasure our relationship!"
"I believe that very much! And it puts my mind at ease!" Zhang Yun said with a smile. "An Hao, if it came to making some concessions for Qin Jian, would you do it?"
An Hao listened, sensing an implication in her words but unable to immediately discern what it meant, "What 'concessions' are you referring to?"
"Well..." Zhang Yun thought for a moment, then waved her hand dismissively, "Never mind. It's nothing! I'm just being too selfish and wishful. Don't worry about it! You should get along well with Qin Jian in the future. I'm looking forward to the day you'll call me 'mom'."
An Hao smiled sheepishly, "Mhm."
Zhang Yun and An Hao found a clean little diner outside the hospital and ordered a pound of dumplings to eat.
