"Yeah. She's been really good to me."
"I can see that. She's a very honest woman."
Sitting on the sofa, Huo Mian picked up an apple and bit into it.
"Mom… had a hard life. My adoptive father died early, leaving her to take care of me and my younger brother alone while being branded as Huo Zhenghai's other woman."
"It's all in the past. Now she's living a happy life, right?"
The sisters talked about Yang Meirong in low voices while the latter made dumplings for the two girls.
Shortly, white dumplings were dropped into the boiling water.
"They are in the pot now and will be ready in a little while. You must be starving."
"I'm okay." Lu Yan smiled.
"Mom, I'm starving," Huo Mian said playfully.
"Of course, you are. You're now eating for two people. You can't starve my grandson…"
"Mom, Zhixin is still working?" Huo Mian asked casually.
