Niange shared with Qingshen every habit about Momo that she remembered.
"So, her period is irregular, and she needs herbal medicine to help regulate it, maybe she doesn't take it anymore, I have the prescription, I'll give it to Mr. Li later, and you can find someone to prepare the medicine for her..."
"She doesn't like to take herbal medicine and has to be coaxed nicely before she'll take it, you must have sugar ready, one piece isn't enough, you need two..."
"She doesn't like anything with a mango flavor, her favorite is strawberry, and she hates mosquito bites... because her skin is delicate, and she swells up whenever she's bitten, and she finds it unsightly..."
Listening to Niange's incessant talk, Qingshen suddenly clenched his hands tightly.
With his back to Niange, his facial expression turned frighteningly somber.
Every word Niange said revealed bits of the past that Momo had with him.
Qingshen admitted, he was extremely jealous of Niange.
