"They must be interested in you to help our family so much."
Zhou Jing's mother, with an experienced look, earnestly said to Zhou Jing, "I won't interfere in young people's business, especially since this happened to our family. I don't have much of a say."
"But, I think this Ye Qiu, since he's willing to help us so much, and he's been to our house twice, very polite, seems like a decent person."
Speaking of this, Zhou Jing's mother sighed, as if she remembered her own experiences, showing some helplessness, "If you're interested in him, don't miss out, who knows when you'll meet a good man again."
Listening to her mother speak like this, Zhou Jing blushed even more, but she seemed to have thought of something, pursed her lips, made a decision, and gently nodded, acknowledging with a sound.
On the other side, after just having dinner, Ye Qiu was sitting on a chair in Zhou Jing's living room, watching the news on TV, resting.
