Auntie, just like Mrs. Cheng, came from a noble family. However, since she married into the family later than Mrs. Cheng, she always had to read Mrs. Cheng's moods.
Frequently bearing grievances,
and not daring to challenge Mrs. Cheng...
Now, rarely seeing Mrs. Cheng come up short, she couldn't help but smile.
Mrs. Cheng glared at her, "Haven't you had enough? You'd better spend that time concerning yourself with your Qingyan."
"How is my Qingyan?"
"How are things going with Mo Sichen?" Mrs. Cheng looked towards Cheng Qingyan.
Cheng Qingyan said, "We might get married next year."
It's winter now, and the holidays are approaching. Having a wedding at this time would be quite troublesome.
The three chatted for a while, and then Auntie took Cheng Qingyan back home. Mrs. Cheng sat on the sofa, somewhat helpless.
Xia Yunsheng and Cheng Yanzhi had arrived home. It was so cold outside, as soon as she got out of the car, a gust of freezing wind made her shiver.
