"We need to go and personally thank East Dragon when we have time!"
Qiao Min gently stroked Yuanya's fair face and looked at Gong Ze.
Gong Ze was also sneaking glances at Yuanya over the edge of his newspaper.
Upon noticing his wife's gaze, he hurriedly looked away and nodded gravely.
"We should."
"There's no rush," Yuanya explained, "he's not well and is still in the hospital. Let's wait a bit more."
With a poker face, Gong Ze scanned the magazine and said calmly, "That's better, after all, it's a big matter, we can discuss it slowly later on."
As the saying goes, 'a mother knows her daughter best.' Qiao Min could probably guess that her daughter hadn't told her adoptive father this news yet.
Qiao Min was not in a hurry, as long as her daughter was by her side, it was more important than anything else.
Though mother and daughter had never lived together before, both had kind hearts and attached great importance to family ties.
