Lu Beiyuan understood what she wanted to ask and smiled, saying, "Because whether you're happy or unhappy, I can tell."
Even when Su Nanxing asked Lu Beiyuan to go to the study, she always said it with a smile and never lost her temper with him.
"How your genuine smile looks, and how you are when you're upset—do you really think I wouldn't know? So, when you're unhappy, I just stay out of the way and avoid bothering you."
Feeling a bit guilty, Su Nanxing hugged him tightly. "You're not bothering me. I just... I just sometimes feel down."
"I understand." Lu Beiyuan hugged her back. "It's because you're working too hard. Every mother is so extraordinary. You don't need to worry about my feelings—you should do whatever makes you comfortable."
The two of them poured their hearts out to each other, after which Su Nanxing's attitude toward Lu Beiyuan became much more natural.
When she was happy, she nestled in his arms; when she was uncomfortable, she would yell at him.
