"My aunt?"
"Yes!"
Wang Jing let out a loud "ow" and jumped up, then leaned back to the table and started sobbing quietly, her shoulders trembling. This reaction was so strange that it frightened Lin Chuxia and Song Xiaoyu.
"Senior..." Lin Chuxia patted her shoulder, unsure how to console her.
"Nothing... nothing's wrong..." Wang Jing raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, "I'm just so happy, really really happy. I always thought it would be a lifelong regret for my aunt not to become a mother, but now, I'm finally relieved, boo hoo..."
Song Xiaoyu sighed softly, helplessly looking at her: "If you're happy, then just be happy. Look at you crying like you've been beaten by someone. If anyone comes in, wouldn't they mistake it as something initiated by Lin Chuxia and me?"
"Now I understand what it means to cry tears of joy..." Wang Jing wiped her eyes dry, feeling embarrassed, "I just think that only by crying can I feel truly relaxed inside."
