It took a lot of effort to be alone, and Zhou Jiao was too lazy to return to her own courtyard, knowing that she would have to chat with her mother-in-law for a bit once she woke up.
Although her youngest son's remarks were a bit harsh just now, Zhou Jiao didn't regret it. Deep down, if it weren't for her mother-in-law, she really couldn't be bothered with outsiders.
She always remembered Mother Zhang's kindness, those eggs secretly stuffed into her pockets, and every word spoken with "my Jiao Jiao" affection.
The mother-in-law is like a real mother!
She is truly a good person.
Not only towards Zhou Jiao, but seeing her tenderness upon learning about Little Jiu's orphan background last night, one can easily see her benevolence.
Zhou Jiao's fingers perpetually tapped the armrest as she closed her eyes, pretending to nap, thinking of her aging mother-in-law, and her thoughts wandered.
