I nodded repeatedly, deeply moved.

"Brother Sinan, I've been meaning to ask this, why do you always help me?" I forced myself to distract myself from the scene I had just witnessed.

Under the warm yellow light, Song Sinan tilted his head and looked at me thoughtfully, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"I want to see you happy, just like before, carefree, energetic, and carefree." He looked at me, his eyes seeming to recall the distant past, and as he spoke, a doting smile appeared on his lips.

He was probably referring to me in middle school.

I was like this before I got married.

After getting married...

I suppressed the memories that were about to resurface, gave him a knowing smile, and said nothing.

Back home, I was just about to rest under the care of the nanny when my mother brought in a bowl of bird's nest soup.

"Qiaoqiao, you went on a date with Song Sinan? He likes you..."

"Mom, Sinan only sees me as a little sister, don't overthink it," I quickly said.

My mother smiled and fed me herself. "I know he would never choose someone like you as his wife. Even if you were with him, you would feel pressured."

Even my own mother thinks I'm not good enough for Song Sinan.

He is so good that he should be placed on a pedestal and worshipped.

“This time, the two families have been involved in a scandal, and Shengshi’s stock price has soared. Our family really needs this in-law!” Mom said again.

I didn't understand what she meant at first.

“I think your brother and Luo Luo are a perfect match. They’re about the same age, and Luo Luo is a cheerful and innocent little sun who will definitely melt your brother’s iceberg,” Mom said with a beaming smile, putting down the stew pot.

It turns out that she wanted Beichen and Luoluo to marry.