"Great! I never dreamed that I could live in such a nice house!" Qin Xianglian couldn't help but exclaim after touring the villa.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Auntie, this villa is yours from now on. You are the mistress here!"
Qin Xianglian's face turned red when she heard this and she lowered her head shyly. If she was the mistress, then Jiang Xiaobai would surely be the master.
"Mom, the house here…big!"
The damage to Moron's brain not only impaired his coordination but also affected his speech, making him speak in broken sentences.
Hearing Moron speak in such disjointed words extinguished the small spark of joy that had just arisen in Qin Xianglian's heart, dousing it like cold water. The smile quickly faded from her face, replaced by a deep and overwhelming sorrow.
"Sir, the luggage is ready." Aunt Zhao came over, having already prepared the luggage.
"Thank you, Aunt Zhao. Please prepare dinner now," Jiang Xiaobai said.
