"So in the future when you see me, you can still call me 'mommy,' but you need to add my surname in front, calling me 'Mother Nan,' okay?"
Tuantuan had a confused expression, as if she partly understood and partly didn't, blinking as she looked at Nan Jiaojiao, then at Yeh Hannian. It wasn't clear if Yeh Hannian had secretly given her a look, but suddenly she found the courage.
"Then in the future, Tuantuan doesn't need to pretend not to know Mom... Mother Nan anymore, can I call you?"
"You can."
Tuantuan's face lit up with joy, "Mhmm! Tuantuan will be good."
Nan Jiaojiao had originally thought the child would make a fuss; she had prepared many things to say, even how to coax someone she had thought over several times.
But Tuantuan was so considerate that a few words were enough for her to come to terms with it, leaving Nan Jiaojiao unable to say anything else.
They had talked enough for now.
"Then I'll go now. When I have time, I'll come to see you again."
"Mhm!"
