"You're doing it for this family, wanting us to live better lives. How could I ever think you're being opportunistic? Don't overthink it. I just want you to do what you love, I'll handle everything else." Chu Molin noticed her uneasy movements; she had a habit of hooking her little fingers together, like making a pinky promise, when she was anxious.
And when she lies, she unconsciously touches her earlobe, so after spending more time with her, Qin Xue got to know some of her body language.
Perhaps Qin Xue didn't even realize how many of her thoughts she was inadvertently revealing.
"I'm so lucky to have you." At this moment, Qin Xue felt this was the only sentence that could express her inner feelings.
"Hey, Mom, are you blushing?" Yu Chen, nestled in his father's arms, listening to his parents' conversation, kept looking back and forth and suddenly exclaimed as if discovering a new continent.
"What?" Qin Xue was stunned. Could her son stop being so startled all the time?
