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“Yes indeed, my daughter has grown up, she’s becoming a mother herself and understanding how to show me respect.

All these years of hardship and fatigue have been worth it.” Nangong Shulan softly patted Qin Xue’s head.

“Mom, this is for my little sister.” Qin Xue, hearing Nangong Shulan speak with such melancholy, quickly tried to change the subject.

She feared if her mother continued to be so melancholy, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from tearing up — and then what would she do?

“Hmm, the dress is very beautiful, your younger sister would be very happy to see it.” Nangong Shulan looked at the dress meant for her younger daughter – it was of high-quality fabric and must have been very expensive.

“Your sister is still a student, why would you buy her such an expensive dress?

Even us, working in the fields at home, don’t need such nice clothes.

If we were to soil it, wouldn’t it be such a waste?” Nangong Shulan looked at the dress, noting its high-quality materials.

“Mom, these are made by my own clothing store, so they only cost the price of the fabric, there are no other expenses, so you don’t need to worry,” Qin Xue explained to her mother with a smile.

“What! Your own clothing store? You made these yourself?” Nangong Shulan was at a loss for words. Was this really her naive daughter who used to know nothing?

At first, she had told herself the differences were due to her being married off and living away from home.

But if she even knew how to make clothes, and made them so well at that, she could no longer lie to herself.

“Mom, what are you saying? How could I have made these? I don’t know how to sew,” Qin Xue noticed Nangong Shulan’s skeptical expression and felt a pang of anxiety in her chest. Could she have been discovered?

“But you said these are from your own clothing store, didn’t you?” Nangong Shulan’s mood plummeted.

“Yes, not long after I came here, Chu Molin went to work out-of-town.

So I took the money he gave me, partnered with others, and opened a clothing store. These dresses were made by one of the older sisters in the shop by request.

I’m not sure if the sizes will fit, I had a head injury earlier and there are many things I do not remember.

If I did something wrong, I hope you can tell me.” Qin Xue spoke in a low tone.

“What? Injured? Why didn’t you mention it before, are you alright? How did you hurt your head?” Upon hearing the word ‘injured’, Nangong Shulan started to bombard Qin Xue with questions.

“Um, mom, which of your questions should I answer first?” Qin Xue was taken aback by the barrage of questions from Nangong Shulan.

“Answer me one at a time,” Nangong Shulan looked at Qin Xue sternly, feeling that her daughter had changed, somehow becoming a bit different.

“Um, mom, I don’t really understand it myself. I had a head injury and fell into a coma. Chu Molin was away on business and his Section Chief’s wife took care of me.

Because I forgot things from before my injury, I didn’t know how to contact home.

It was only when Chu Molin came back and gave me the address that I could write a letter home.

I really didn’t mean not to contact home, please, don’t be mad.” Qin Xue looked at Nangong Shulan with pitiful eyes.

“Are you trying to anger me to death? You had such a major incident and didn’t breathe a word of it.

If I didn’t come here and ask you this time, were you planning to keep it from us forever?

You are regressing, where has your previous astuteness gone?” Nangong Shulan was so angry she wanted to slap her daughter awake.

She didn’t even know how she had gotten injured, especially when she was carrying a child. What was she thinking? It was almost better if she just slapped her dead..