"How about you four pose while I take the picture?" Song Yifei suggested. Her suggestion relieved all the others.
An Qinyan flashed her a smile but nodded her head. It was a good time. She was grateful to everyone for this.
Perhaps, it was an assurance that their family wasn't broken.
It was just imperfectly wonderful.
There was nothing perfect about their family yet it was happy in its most imperfect essence or form.
An Qinyan understood one thing today– She no longer needed to fight her children's battles. They were more than qualified to win their battles and even win them.
She could stop worrying about them and focus on her life.
"We are going to hang it in our home, " An Xiulan announced.
"Don't forget to share it with me, " Lu Zhaolin said as he looked at the picture that his wife took of them. "We are going to hang it too."
