After dinner, it was still early, not yet nine o'clock. Qiao Xi gave her assessment and then returned to the hotel to rest.
She left time for the two half-grown kids in her eyes.
Unlike other parents who worry about their kids falling in love early, Qiao Xi was more concerned that Qiao Yu wouldn't fall in love at all.
Although Qiao Xi didn't really think love was a necessity in life, if you set aside all those messy interests and entanglements, love itself should be beautiful.
Alright, Qiao Xi hoped her son could at least truly experience a pure romance once. To enjoy that dizzying rush of happiness brought by a sudden surge of hormones.
This seemed like an impossibility on the internet, but it should still exist in reality.
Qiao Xi even thought a bunch of silly women on the internet didn't understand a simple truth. For rich men, love is just a spice for life.
Whereas for countless ordinary people, it is life itself.
