"Or we could just find another lactation consultant from the ones we manage,"
Though Chen Mo said this,
Zhang Ying had already firmly decided on Chen Mo in her heart.
Because she absolutely didn't want a second person to see her breasts.
When they finished dressing and left the office,
Zhang Ying had reverted to her usual assertive and shrewd persona.
Soon after they parted ways, Chen Mo returned to Zhang Suqin's home.
He found Zhang Suqin looking completely dispirited.
As she cooked, Zhang Suqin suddenly froze in place,
like a robot that had entered a system crash.
"Su Su, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Mo couldn't help but ask.
He noticed that Zhang Suqin kept spacing out, and a meal that should have taken a short while was still unfinished after a long time.
"There's nothing, I don't have any troubles on my mind,"
Zhang Suqin couldn't resist shaking her head.
"If there's anything, just talk to me. Don't take it all on yourself,"
