Sun Lifang, diagnosed with terminal cancer, reflected on her hard-fought life in the hospital. She had once enjoyed immense glory, riding on her husband's success, with a loving family and chil...
He added, "The name Dylan means sea sprite."
As he spoke, he smiled gently and politely across from him.
“This name is very nice.” After chatting for a couple of minutes and hanging up the phone, Sun Lifang turned her gaze back to her clasped hands with Wang Ran.
To distract Wang Ran, Sun Lifang asked her about Dylan.
When talking about her youngest son, Wang Ran's eyes sparkled.
“Dylan talks more now, but he never bothers me. He is quiet, sensible and well-behaved.”
Following Wang Ran's unhurried pace of speech, Sun Lifang began to recall the appearance of Wang Ran's youngest son.
Perhaps she doesn't remember faces well, and couldn't immediately picture one in her mind.
However, she was still able to make connections and associations.
The name Dylan is so cute, especially when combined with the feeling of holding him in my arms.
The image of a fair and tender little steamed bun leaps out at you.
Zhong Bailuo and Wang Ran both have big eyes, so their son must also have big, bright eyes.
There's no way around it, Sun Lifang really likes children now.
However, upon hearing Wang Ran describe her as well-behaved and sensible, Sun Lifang hesitated.
After thinking for a moment, she still asked, "Is Dylan being cared for by a nanny now?"
With Wang Ran and his family's financial resources, they would definitely give their child the best.
But sometimes it may not be suitable for a family.
"Yes, we hired a high-class Filipino maid."
"She is fluent in six foreign languages, has professional parenting knowledge, and her children are very well-behaved."
Wang Ran's voice was calm.
In fact, this is the same education given to the eldest son.
It's like washing clothes in a dark room; she doesn't know if it's the right thing to do.
"The child is exceptionally polite and well-behaved, and his delicate features make him look like a little angel, but is he close to you?"
This is the consequence of parents working hard outside and leaving their children with nannies.
Sun Lifang couldn't help but recall a joke she'd seen online in her past life: "The master works himself to the bone to buy a villa, while the nanny lives at home in the master's hard-earned villa, facing the sea with spring flowers in bloom."
What if the child develops feelings for the nanny that surpass those for the mother...
Without affection, how can you get your child to listen to you?
Do I need money?
Don't let your child feel that you owe them something in return.
Thinking of this, Sun Lifang looked at Wang Ran—
There is always a reason behind every problem.
I have been reborn and know how to repent and start over.
And what about Wang Ran?
What was the purpose of the empire she fought so hard to build?
They still have a long way to go before they become "perfect women".