"What?" Chen Jinlan was exhausted today, already a bit groggy, and she heard Song Jiajia's voice without catching the words clearly.
Song Jiajia's lips curled in the darkness.
"It's nothing, really, I just wanted to chat with you."
Chen Jinlan's fatigue slowly dissipated as she gazed at Song Jiajia beside her through the darkness: "Jiajia, what's going on? Did something happen?"
She felt that Song Jiajia's outing today might not be simple.
Song Jiajia tried to make her tone as relaxed as possible: "No, Mom, nothing happened, just realized it's been a long time since we've had a good chat like this."
Even though she said that, Chen Jinlan couldn't help but worry.
Song Jiajia continued, "Mom, have you ever regretted marrying Dad?"
Chen Jinlan's attention was diverted by Song Jiajia's words: "Why are you asking this?"
Song Jiajia: "Just curious."
Chen Jinlan seemed lost in thought, silent for a while, then said, "No, I don't regret it."
