Bai Weixi showed no interest in the cousin that Yang Jinyu mentioned, the one born on the same day and month as her, and simply nodded indifferently.
Since childhood, she had only been to her grandparents' house a few times, and because her mother had a poor relationship with that side of the family, she never really felt any sense of familial affection.
Suddenly, Bai Weixi yawned, reached out to pat her mouth, and her gaze gradually became unfocused, looking very sleepy.
"Mom, after sitting in the car for half the day, shopping and cleaning, I'm a bit tired. Let's go to bed early."
Seeing that her daughter had issued a "guest dismissal order," Yang Jinyu could only swallow the words she wanted to say.
As a mother, it had indeed been a long time since she had a deep conversation with her cherished daughter.
