Qin Yirou was both consoled and sorrowful. She has always resented herself for not being able to provide a comfortable life for her children. However, looking at how filial her children were now, she felt like she could shut her eyes in peace even if she were to die now.
"Xiao Jian, mommy appreciates the sentiment but I still have clothes to spare. Save the money for yourself." Qin Yirou negotiated with Yun Jian but was still pulled into the clothing shop ultimately.
"Mom, I earned the money, I'll spend it how I want. Right now, I want to buy you clothes. You must accept them even if you don't want to." Yun Jian smiled as she tugged Qin Yirou into the store.
Currently, she looked more like an ordinary little girl who was respectful and filial to her elders.
Hearing what Yun Jian said, Qin Yirou's heart was gushing with warmth.
