She had already accepted her even before she accepted Yu Wei...
"Anytime." Qin Youxue nodded, walked over, and supported Yu Wei's mother's arm. "Shall we go to your room, Auntie?"
"Yes."
Yu Wei's mother smiled and patted her hand, then turned around, allowing Qin Youxue to support her as they headed towards the bedroom.
Yu Wei's mother's bedroom was very clean, with her late husband's portrait hanging on the wall. Yu Wei's father was still young when he passed away. In the photo, he looked a lot like Yu Wei, both having a pair of clear eyes that, through the glass, reached straight into one's heart.
Seeing Qin Youxue gazing at the portrait on the wall, Yu Wei's mother boasted slightly, "Isn't Awei just like my husband?"
"Very much so. Especially the eyes."
Qin Youxue nodded.
