"You're the child I carried for ten months. If I don't dote on you, who will? How could I possibly bear to watch you be pushed into a pit of fire by your own father..."
Zhong Tingyue, moved to tears, hugged Gu Lanxin and cried out with a choked voice, "Mom!"
Gu Lanxin stroked Zhong Tingyue's soft hair and smiled. "Silly girl, stop crying. You won't look pretty if your face is streaked with tears."
"Okay! I won't cry!" Zhong Tingyue lifted her head and nestled in her mother's arms.
Gu Lanxin then said, "By the way, Little Moon, Li Yuan said that he opened this Tea Color Moonlight milk tea shop with you. Do you have shares in it?"
Zhong Tingyue asked, puzzled, "Mom, why would you ask that?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed through Gu Lanxin's eyes. She laughed it off and explained, "It's nothing, I was just asking casually."
After she asked, Zhong Tingyue glanced at her mother's expression and knew what she was thinking.
