"I hope so." Ming Jinxin's face showed pride, "You and your brother are both children we don't have to worry about in terms of studies. With such excellent brothers and sisters as role models, Little Fishy will definitely not go astray."
"Thank you and my dad for giving birth to my brother and me so well." Ning Youguang toasted Ming Jinxin with tea as a substitute for wine.
Looking at the sincere child in front of her, Ming Jinxin's eyes couldn't help but turn red, "I increasingly feel that age is a gift."
She restrained herself from letting the tears in her eyes fall.
"Striving in the first half of life, reaping in the second half, time will show." Ning Youguang chuckled softly.
After dinner, Ming Jinxin indeed took Ning Youguang to the nearby mall to browse her favorite brands and digest their meal.
After more than two hours, both of them were laden with shopping bags from big brands, walking effortlessly with empty stomachs.
