The bedroom in the side room was full of warmth. Lin Lishan smiled as she embraced her daughter, having just told Zhang Guoqing's words to Jiao Jiao, describing his expression.
Lin Lishan gently stroked her daughter's head. Even now, with her daughter in her arms, she lamented missing the time to accompany her as she grew up. In the blink of an eye, she had become someone else's wife.
"Jiao Jiao, mom is saying this to let him know how lucky he is to have married you. My daughter is talented and beautiful, with her own savings. She's not an orphan with no one to rely on. If not for a twist of fate, you should now be sitting in a bright classroom. You deserve his cherishment and love. Mom knows you're smarter than I am, but intelligence is useless for a woman. It's the man behind her that's most important.
