"Isn't she tired after two days on the train? Came back yesterday and stayed up late. Let her sleep in if she can." Mrs. Yao was so considerate that she intentionally lowered her voice.
Yao Shuhan smiled at her: "You really treat her like a daughter——"
"Don't you know I always wanted a daughter?" Mrs. Yao nodded, "Although Nannan is my goddaughter, she ultimately has her own mom, it's different."
Shen Jiayin's parents passed away early, and just for this reason, it made Mrs. Yao feel compassionate.
Before Yao Shuhan left the house, he kissed his wife on the forehead and said: "We shouldn't meddle too much in the affairs of young people."
"Yes."
The couple reluctantly lingered at the door.
At this moment, Shen Jiayin quietly opened her room door. This was her second night staying at the Yao Family's house, and although both Yao Shuhan and Mrs. Yao treated her well, they were ultimately seniors to her. Facing the Yao couple, her heart involuntarily leapt like a Little Bunny.
