But Chen Zhi's silence didn't mean that Mother Chen wouldn't ask.
After some thought, Mother Chen still couldn't resist asking her, "Xiaozhi, is Si Ye good to you?"
Chen Zhi, peeling an apple, calmly responded to her mother's question, "Not bad, I guess. Our way of getting along is quite harmonious."
Of course, she was referring to the past few days.
Before that, their interactions could hardly be described as harmonious—they were almost at war every day.
"Oh." Mother Chen wanted to ask more but was afraid of raising Chen Zhi's suspicions, so she stopped herself.
In her heart, however, she couldn't help but fantasize about what the child was like, what he liked to eat, and what his hobbies were…
Chen Zhi didn't know what her mother was thinking. Seeing her daydreaming, she didn't disturb her.
Lately, her mother had been daydreaming quite often. Chen Zhi figured she must be bored.
