Ding Luoluo looked at Zhang Min, her face showing a particular additional grievance as she said, "Even without this incident, I still wouldn't like her."
"If we don't like her, we don't have to hire her," Zhang Min agreed without hesitation, "You go to work with peace of mind, we still have Grandma at home."
"But Grandma, recently you've been busy preparing to record the experiences you and Grandpa had in the early years. You're already busy enough on your own, and if you also have to take care of Xinxin--" Ding Luoluo was both touched and apologetic.
"Silly girl, what does it matter if those things are delayed a bit? There's no rush to do anything, it's just that I feel my memory has improved a lot since... after that incident, and I wanted to record some precious memories. What are those things compared to our lovely Xinxin treasure?"
