"I'm going out to rest for a while." Qiao Wanwan took the third child from her arms. "Let Mommy hold him, my baby has gotten heavier."
“Children grow quickly, so it’s normal for their weight to be within the normal range,” Zheng’s mother said with a smile. “When the young master had his physical examination, it was enough that his weight was within the normal range.”
"Yes, that's normal for us."
Su Jing looked at her and said, "Wanwan, don't have anyone prepare afternoon tea for me anymore. It's too extravagant and a waste of money."
"I just made one for you while I was making one for myself," Qiao Wanwan explained. "Besides, my family can afford it, so you don't need to worry about it."
Su Jing nodded, "Alright then."
While teasing the third son, Qiao Wanwan said, "By the way, there's something you might not know. Su Yimo has woken up, but I heard she has amnesia and has forgotten everything."
Upon hearing this, Su Jing sighed deeply, "It's good that she has amnesia. Forgetting her past will perhaps allow her to live a better life. Although we are not related by blood, I have raised her as my own daughter for over twenty years. I really can't bear to see her end up with such a bad fate."
Qiao Wanwan remained noncommittal, "I hope she won't disappoint you."
Su Jing glanced at her phone. "It's almost time. I'll go pick up Shiyi and Xiao Jiu from school."
"No need, Jingting is back, I'll pick him up on my way."
"good."
Before long, Eleven and Little Nine rushed into the house.
"Mommy!"
"Mommy!"
"Sweetie, go wash your hands before you eat."
"Okay." Eleven couldn't wait to tattle, "Mommy, I have a secret to tell you. We just saw a grandpa outside the door. He wanted to see you, but Daddy wouldn't let him."
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