"Fine! Have it your way!"
Qin Zhao said, a bit annoyed, as he finally set her down.
Chu Yan pinched her little cheek, his lips curling into a faint smile.
"Go back to sleep later, I promise I won't disturb you."
Qin Zhao responded with a sarcastic "Ha ha."
Before long, the two arrived at the grave of Chu Yan's mother.
Her name was Chu Hanxu.
Chu Yan had shown Qin Zhao a photo of his mother.
He closely resembled her.
She was a beautiful woman, seeming delicate and frail, yet she had an underlying strength.
If she hadn't been strong, she would have never managed to send Lu Tingming to college, and afterward, raise a genius.
Although Chu Hanxu wasn't highly educated, she was attractive, so when she reached adulthood, the matchmaker set her up with Lu Tingming, the only one from the village who had gone to college.
Maybe Lu Tingming truly liked her when they first got married.
He had been solely focused on his studies, until beauty led him astray.
