Chapter 1234: Need Your Full Cooperation
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ying Bao nodded and said, “Grandma, my name is Huo Yinyin. Huo as in my father’s surname, Huo, and Yin as in music. My nickname is Ying Bao. Ying as in cherry, Bao as in baby.”
“I see, I see. My baby has such cute names.”
Jing Ruyue rubbed her on her little head. She had already fallen in love with this cute little girl.
Everyone was home. Jing Ruyue called them for dinner.
They sat down at the table. Ying Bao found that the dishes tasted different today. “Gee, it’s different today, not like daddy or mommy’s style. Oh, I know! Grandma made it!”Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com
“Yeah, you’re such a cutie. Have more.”
Jing Ruyue kept refilling her plate and Ying Bao had a lot.
She also helped her daughter refill. Xu Xiyan could not stop praising her. “This is it. My mother makes the best dishes!”
Jing Ruyue disagreed. “I haven’t been in the kitchen for over a decade and almost forgot how to cook. It was just a trial.”
Jing Ruyue had been kept in the underground crystal palace for too long. Her physical functions were decaying, and she was weak and lacked energy. Her skin was cold to the touch.
She would need traditional Chinese medicine and herbal cuisine to get rid of the coldness, plus some exercise to improve her physical functions.
“Sure. I’m all yours.”
Jing Ruyue knew that her daughter was filial. They had risked their lives to save hers. There was no reason for her to waste it.
Recalling what had happened in the past, Xu Xiyan tried to ask, “Mother, did you know? Your autobiography The Perfect Scenery was made into a movie. Mr. Huang was the director and I starred in it.”
“Seriously?”
Jing Ruyue found it surprising. How could she have expected her own daughter to star for the script she had left many years ago?
“And I won the Best Actress Award for that role. I fulfilled your dream, mother.”
“Well done, my daughter! You made me proud.”
Jing Ruyue held her daughter’s hands and put on a hearty smile.
Xu Xiyan held her mother’s hands for a while and asked further, “Mother, that Feng in your script, the man you loved dearly...was he my father?”
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