“Aunt Wen, what are you talking about? Don’t overthink it,” Xia Bing shook her head and laughed.
“Whether I’m overthinking it, you know best. Little Bing, I’ll support whatever decision you make. I want you to be happy,” Aunt Wen looked at Xia Bing lovingly.
Xia Bing nodded. In her heart, Aunt Wen had long replaced her mother’s position. Except for not giving birth to her, she was no different from a mother. Aunt Wen was even better, more considerate of her.
Caring About Him
These days, Xia Bing helped Aunt Wen in the store. Yi Yi and Xiao Yu had visited once, and Xiahou Zun came almost every day, which Xia Bing found somewhat unbearable.
He would come to the store at this time every day.
Aunt Wen watched Xia Bing walking around the store, “Little Bing, if you miss Xiao Zun, just call him. Don’t keep wandering around in front of me, it’s making my eyes sore.”
“I’m just wondering why no customers have come when it’s already dark, business is slow,” Xia Bing didn’t look outside, avoiding Aunt Wen’s teasing, firmly believing she wasn’t waiting to see if Xiahou Zun had arrived.
Aunt Wen smiled at Xia Bing’s denial. She had already privately asked Xiahou Zun and understood the thoughts in Xia Bing’s heart. Remembering her childhood trauma, Aunt Wen felt heartache. Little Bing, this child, had endured so much at such a young age – no wonder she never visited her parents’ graves… truly a foolish child.
Is this what happened? Not because of Xiao Zun. Look who’s coming in… speak of the devil…” Wen Yi said with a smile.
By instinct, Xia Bing turned her head to look, “Xia…”
Seeing it was Mo Yan, Xia Bing stopped mid-sentence.
Wen Yi laughed, “Son, when did you change your surname?”
Hearing Wen Yi’s teasing, Xia Bing felt embarrassed and didn’t want to play along.
Wen Yi looked at the scene and smiled. Mo Yan asked his mother why she was laughing so slyly.
“What slyness? I think Bing Jie will definitely get married this year…” As soon as she thought about this, Wen Yi felt happy… What a bright future, perhaps in another year, there might even be a beautiful baby…
