So what does her little daughter look like now?
How has she been living these years? Has she suffered any hardship?
She has such a beautiful daughter, so her husband must be very good to her.
Her hands were shaking, tears were welling up in her eyes, and her mouth was buzzing:
"Qin Lang, you didn't lie to grandma, did you?"
Fang Wanjun's voice was a little breathless, and her hands had long lost their youthful elasticity and were now trembling slightly. The eyes of elderly people are always a little cloudy, but now there was a glimmer of hope in those eyes, as well as worry and fear.
She was so scared, afraid that this was fake, and also afraid that this was a dream.
"Grandma, how could I lie to you? Let's pack up now. My cousin has already booked a place. Let's go over there right away."
People are always different when they get old. Life always declines one day. Looking at Fang Wanjun's fragile appearance now, who can tell that she was also a domineering female boss when she was young?
She forced herself to stand up straight, thinking that her daughter would definitely not want to see an old woman.
It was rare that she felt a surge of endless energy in her body.
But when she reached the door of the box, she felt scared for no reason.
How many times had she opened a door in her dreams like this? But once it was opened, she woke up from the dream.
She stopped the waiter who was about to open the door and stood there motionless.
"Mom, my little sister is waiting for you."
When she heard her eldest daughter's words, she calmed down and felt uneasy and determined.
"squeak--"
The warm light from the box shone on Fang Wanjun.
She saw the family in the candlelight.
I also saw that gentle and dignified woman.
That's... her little daughter...
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