Time flew by quickly, and before we knew it, it was the start of the school term.
This time, Yue Qingqing was going abroad as an exchange student.
Zhang Ying wanted to follow her daughter to Beijing, but Yue Jiandong stopped her.
"You'll definitely want to go to the airport then, and start crying in front of so many people. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for you, Mrs. Zhang?"
Not to mention crying later, Zhang Ying couldn't help but tear up just thinking about the scene.
"I want my daughter; who cares about face?"
At this moment, she lost all her decisive demeanor from work and was just a fragile mother.
Yue Jiandong softly persuaded her, "It's good for her to gain some experience abroad. Our country's been open to the world for so many years; whatever we do now needs to align internationally. Our daughter will inherit our business in the future, expanding and strengthening it. Now is the perfect time to broaden her horizons."
