Chi Yu watched from the side: "..."
Mom, please be more mature.
In the two days since Gu Yuan had returned to the old house, Chi Yu had observed how his mother took care of Suisui.
It didn't feel like she was taking care of a granddaughter.
But rather, a daughter.
In his mother's eyes, he and Suisui were like peers.
After finishing her whining in her husband's arms, Madam Mu Lan restored her usual grace and dignity, stood up, walked over to Chi Yu, and asked directly, "When are you coming back next time?"
Going back to her parents' house...
Chi Yu's temples twitched.
It seemed like, in his mother's eyes, he wasn't a son, but a daughter who had been married off.
"Next time I'll probably be back around the New Year," said Chi Yu.
