Ying Jingyao looked tenderly at Jin Jumo, whose face was filled with anxiety, and softly reassured her, "The doctor is right, Xixi and Hanhan themselves don't have any health issues. As for the minor problem of oversleeping, they might get better as they grow older."
Jin Jumo nodded lightly, with traces of red in her eyes but a slight smile on her lips, gratefully looking at Ying Jingyao, "Jingyao, even though I know you probably don't care for my thanks, truly, truly thank you."
Ying Jingyao suddenly stared quietly at Jin Jumo, his deep and clear eyes as if trying to engrave her image into them.
Jin Jumo's expression slightly stiffened, as her eyelashes lowered gently, "Jingyao, I... I owe you too much."
Ying Jingyao's heart ached with a heavy bitterness, gently looking at Jin Jumo, "You don't owe me anything. These years, because you and Xixi Hanhan were with me, I've felt satisfied every day."
