Qian felt that what she was going to do to her mother was somewhat cruel.
Although she and Yu Minglang didn't bring it up last night, they both understood one thing: if Qian's speculation was confirmed, then her parentage would truly become uncertain.
Her mother was so good to her, almost giving her all her heart. Would it really be right to insist on doing this?
"Why be polite with your own mom? Are you crazy?" Qian's mom tapped her forehead, making her heart waver again.
Why not just keep things as they are.
Her mother had raised her for so many years with deep affection. The last time there was a stampede at the mall, her mother nearly went crazy rushing into the crowd. Who would question such love?
Qian was deeply hesitant, while her mother remained unaware, gripping her arm and chatting about this and that. Suddenly, Qian's mom thought of something.
"Qian'er, are you changing teachers in the second half of the year? Is it that young Mr. Qio from last time?"
"Yes."
