"Alright, let's go," Huantong searched around and leaned down to adjust the blanket, "Mom, I'm leaving now. I'll come to see you next time. Take care, don't make me worry."
The servant's eyes turned red upon seeing this, "Miss Moo, you're so filial."
"I just hope Mom can wake up..."
"She will, good deeds will be rewarded, Heaven is watching over us."
The servant went over to pick up Huantong's bag, supporting her out of the hospital.
Mo Yaochenn had been eating the whole afternoon, converting his sorrow into appetite, ordering everything available in the shop. He scooped up some ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, striking a pose like a little grown-up, "Mom, I'm planning to switch careers to become a model."
Tong Ran almost sprayed her iced tea, "A model?"
Switch careers... he didn't have a career to begin with, did he?
Mo Yaochenn gazed sadly out the window, mimicking Mo Nanjue's pose by crossing a leg, "Mom, I feel life is so difficult."
"..."
