Zhuo Junyue held her and turned over onto the bed, tucking her in with the blanket. "I always found her annoying before, always made things difficult for her, never showed her a good face. Because a year after my mother's death, the old man married her into our home, so I resent them for being heartless, for the old man remarrying so quickly, it's unfair to my mother."
Su Ningyan didn't speak, she lay on his chest, quietly listening to him.
Zhuo Junyue sighed, "Actually, that was also a way for my mother to love me and the old man. She must have known that Lin Liuliu truly loved the old man and wanted someone to replace her in taking care of us two."
Su Ningyan knew very well, in Little Uncle's heart, a year after his mother's departure, the old man marrying Lin Liuliu was a thorn.
Now, in Little Uncle's heart, he has truly accepted Lin Liuliu.
