Only he, the eldest brother, held up the family. Nanzhi's call of "cousin" probably made him feel that everything was worthwhile in an instant.

My cousin didn't hate the Xu family because of what her family did; instead, she put aside her resentment and was willing to call him "cousin".

This also made Xu Chaoci treat Nan Zhi differently; when facing her, he would show a smile he had never shown before.

Nan Zhi smiled, stood up, and looked at Xu Chao Ci, saying:

"Hello cousin, I've been busy with some things at school lately, so I haven't been able to come over as often."

Xu Chaoci nodded before looking at Xu Mo:

"Dad, have you prepared anything my cousin likes to eat?"

Xu Mo smiled broadly, clearly pleased, and nodded.

"You don't need to tell me that. It's Chinese New Year, so we've already made preparations."

Looking at this scene, Xu Qingzhou suddenly thought of Mo Wenhui. If her mother were still alive, she could also spend the New Year with them.

However, in just a moment, Xu Qingzhou shook her head, shaking off the thought in her mind: her mother didn't like her older sister, and if she were there, perhaps the atmosphere at home wouldn't be so bad.

But deep down, I still hope my mother can live.

Mo Wenhui will probably never know that the son she used to scold with his head is now thinking of her, who has already passed away, on this festive day of reunion.

We'll never know if Karen Mok ever regretted her actions after her death, or if she ever considered that if she had paid more attention to her two sons, her fate might have been different.

Regardless of what happened, the deceased is gone. Whether Mo Wenhui was good or bad, she no longer has the chance to live. Life is precious, but too fragile.