Although she was Huo Cheng's mother, she also hoped that her eldest son and Yingyue could get married.

But in the current situation, it's clear that the little girl in front of me doesn't understand anything yet.

She couldn't assume that others wouldn't understand and let herself speak to her son in this state.

Liu Qiuyue was young once too, and she knows all too well how attractive a young girl who has just taken a bath, still exuding moisture and fragrance, is to young men.

We can't let our son take advantage of Yingyue for nothing.

Yingyue was stopped. She stopped and waved to Huo Cheng before Liu Qiuyue pushed her into the guest room next door.

Liu Qiuyue then closed the door slightly.

"Here, let me dry your hair."

She spoke softly to Yingyue.

Yingyue readily agreed with a crisp "Okay".

After saying that, he added a thank you a moment later.

"Thank you, Auntie."

It seems they were a bit slow to remember to say thank you.

Liu Qiuyue smiled, pulled Yingyue to sit down on a stool nearby, and picked up a towel to carefully dry her long, black hair.

Yingyue's hair was just waist-length.

Perhaps there are some special protective secrets on the mountain, which is why her hair is so thick, dense, and black.

Her thick black hair seemed disproportionate to her thin face and wiry figure.

Liu Qiuyue carefully dried her long hair, feeling as if she had returned to her childhood, to the days when she dried her daughter's hair.

Xiao Qing still has her parents who love her, but the Cheng family...

Liu Qiuyue sighed softly.

He chatted with Yingyue.

They asked about everything from when Yingyue went up the mountain to her life there.

Yingyue searched her memory but had no recollection of when she went up the mountain.

"I've been on the mountain since I can remember."

"You don't know anything about the Cheng family's affairs?"

"The Cheng family?"

Yingyue shook her head again.

Liu Qiuyue sighed and stopped asking about it, worried that Yingyue would be upset.

She then asked Yingyue why she liked Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng, who had already returned to his room, turned his wheelchair out of the room to go to the living room to get some hot water because the kettle was out of hot water.

I happened to hear what was coming from the next room while I was at the door.

He paused, and the wheelchair came to a temporary stop.

From inside the room came Yingyue's sweet voice.

"He's good to me. He gives me food and money!"

Liu Qiuyue found it somewhat amusing, thinking the young girl's affection was developing too quickly. "Aren't you afraid he might have ulterior motives?"

"No, he's a good person."

Yingyue insisted that Huo Cheng was a very good person.

"Why?"

Although Liu Qiuyue was happy that her son had received positive reviews, she was still curious to know why Yingyue was so certain that Huo Cheng was a good person.

"He gave me the food!"

Yingyue answered.

Liu Qiuyue...

It seems the problem has reached a dead end?

When asked why her son was a good person, she replied, "Because he gives me food." When asked why she wasn't afraid her son might have ulterior motives, she said, "Because he's a good person..."

So no matter how you look at it, it all comes down to the fact that the son is a good person.

Liu Qiuyue took a breath and cleared her mind.

He tentatively asked Yingyue if she would like other people who gave her food and money as much as she liked Huo Cheng.

Suppose that on the riverbank, the person who stopped her from eating raw fish was not Huo Cheng, but Huo Yan, would she like him?

"???"

Yingyue blinked, her little head completely confused by Liu Qiuyue.

"But there's no one else in Huocheng!"

"What I'm saying is, suppose, suppose someone replaces Huo Cheng, and gives you food and money, would you still like him the same way?"

Yingyue was stumped by the question.

She didn't understand why her aunt was assuming that nothing had happened.

Liu Qiuyue waited for her answer.

The man, who had originally intended to pour hot water, also slightly twitched the fingers resting on the armrest of his wheelchair.

Both inside and outside the house, it seemed everyone was waiting for Yingyue's answer.

Yingyue thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

She turned her head and looked at Liu Qiuyue with a blank expression.

Why does Auntie make assumptions about things that didn't happen?

Liu Qiuyue was also taken aback by the question.

Yingyue continued, "What has already happened is that Huo Cheng has appeared. We should just follow the arrangements of fate. Why bother ourselves with unnecessary worries and speculate about things that haven't happened yet?"

She couldn't understand it.

Why would you create trouble for yourself when everything is fine?

Liu Qiuyue was stunned for a while before she realized that she had been narrow-minded.

Yingyue happened to run into the boss at that exact moment, and the boss happened to have food on him... It all seemed like fate had arranged it all beforehand.

"Auntie has gone into a dead end."

She smiled and turned Yingyue around, continuing to dry her hair.

The man outside the door, after hearing Yingyue's words, "Follow the arrangement of fate," turned his wheelchair and left.

He naturally didn't believe in fate before.

But some preordained things made him unable to help but believe.

Comrade Yingyue is right. There's no need to worry unnecessarily; just accept the arrangements of fate.

Her short sentence had a significant impact on Liu Qiuyue and Huo Cheng, mother and son.

After Liu Qiuyue dried her hair, told her to sleep in her own bed that night, and received Yingyue's promise, Liu Qiuyue left the room.

Before going upstairs, she didn't forget to knock on the door of the eldest brother's room next door.

"mom?"

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