"What are you looking at?"
Startled by the sudden voice, He Suyan's smile paused slightly, and he closed his laptop before turning to the gentle woman by the door and said, "Nothing much, Mom. What brings you here?"
"I've brought you some soup. You didn't eat much at dinner." Mother He walked over, carrying a white porcelain soup tureen in her hands.
Both mother and son sat down on a nearby sofa, and Mother He said, "I had the maid stew it for you. Would you like to try some?"
Her son seldom came back to stay, and he was busy with work too, leaving her little time to take care of him.
Now that she saw his focus returning home, she felt a little more at ease.
"Sure." He Suyan smiled and drank the soup in one gulp.
"Your sister has gotten used to working hard. Take care of yourself. Any tasks you don't want to do, just throw them her way."
He Yunjin: You're really the biological mother.
