"Sizzle~"
Cheng Wenhui parked the car.
As soon as they got off, she grabbed her daughter Ma Yilin's arm and quickly walked towards the food stall.
As if afraid she might run away!
Which made Ma Yilin feel a bit helpless.
She glanced at her mother, who was wearing high heels, and kindly reminded, "Mom, you're wearing high heels! Slow down, be careful not to twist your ankle."
"Don't worry, your mom has been wearing high heels for ages, I won't twist my ankle."
Cheng Wenhui replied confidently, seeing a lot of people heading in the direction of the food stall, she was quite happy: "This year's culinary festival is quite popular, I bet your dad's stand is crowded just like every year!"
These past two days, her husband Ma Qingxiong had been busy with the culinary festival.
She wasn't even awake in the morning!
He was already out the door.
He came back late at night again!
She was already asleep.
The couple hadn't even seen each other these two days!
Let alone talk?
