Bo Cixue looked at Yan Hua, who was afraid that her girl would be aggrieved and held her hand tightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Mom, I'm telling you now. You can't make trouble for him!"
Yan Hua glared at Bo Cixue. She had been pampered since she was young and could not suffer any grievances.
Four years ago, she had secretly settled the procedures to go to M University and was out alone for four years. She felt like a piece of her heart had been cut away.
Bo Yan often advised her to go out more when her children were grown up.
But when Little Apple was young, Yan Hua had left her daughter because of her heart problems and the former felt that she owed it to her daughter and wanted to give her the best.
She felt terrible even if her daughter suffered a little.
Yan Hua pulled Bo Cixue into her arms. "You love to bury everything in your heart when you grow up. You know that Dad and Mom have your strong support behind you."
