Mu Wan:
Since ancient times, no one knows a daughter better than her mother.
Mu Wan's eyes reddened, and upon hearing Mu Qingqiu's words, she was even more touched.
Mu Wan sniffled, nodding heavily because of Mu Qingqiu's words.
"Mom... yes... I love him... love him very much, I've silently liked him since seventh grade, until now... it's been a whole 8 years."
Mu Qingqiu: "..."
So it was... Unrequited Love.
Mu Qingqiu looked at Mu Wan in front of her with a heartache, unable to resist raising her hand to stroke the woman's hair in front of her, whispering, "Xiaowan, then tell me, does he love you?"
Mu Wan: "..."
True to Mu Qingqiu's nature, straight to the point.
Mu Wan's face paled slightly, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, but it held no laughter, only immense bitterness.
"He doesn't."
Mu Qingqiu: "..."
Mu Qingqiu's eyes dimmed; was this retribution?
She... made mistakes when she was young, and now the retribution has fallen upon her daughter.
