Lin Zhiya looked at her fair and delicate face, really wanting to say, "Why still call me Mrs. Lin? You should start calling me mom." But as the words reached her lips, she forcibly held them back.
Forget it, Shengxiao said to take it step by step.
Yan was strong, optimistic, and brave—too strong and too brave. Coupled with encountering scumbags from the Rong Family and a jerk like Mufeng, she was inevitably slower to warm up to people than most.
This was best handled like boiling a frog in warm water, gradually integrating into her life.
She wasn't in a hurry.
After all, she was determined to accept this daughter-in-law, and there was plenty of time to wait for that call of "mom."
After lunch, Rong Yan put on a cap, grabbed her sunglasses, and appeared in the largest mall in Capital City with Lin Zhiya and Little Baby.
