They wanted to meet again, but there was no opportunity.
Mrs. Situ felt bittersweet thinking about this.
"Alright, then."
Mu Jingnan walked outside with Mrs. Situ, as she reminisced, "Do you remember, when you married Yunshu, it was here. You offered tea to me and her father... At that time, I thought, handing Yunshu to you, I was very assured. To me, you were the ideal son-in-law. Looking at all of Beijing, no one's son-in-law was as excellent as ours."
Her voice held a touch of wistfulness, without any other meaning, just a sigh recalling the past.
Mu Jingnan raised his hand, wrapping her shoulder, "Auntie, it's all in the past. If you're willing, you can still treat me as part of the younger generation. I'll visit you and Uncle often."
Mrs. Situ waved her hand with a smile, "Better not. In the future, start your new life well, Auntie hopes you find happiness. Not being able to make it to the end was our Yunshu's misfortune, you must take good care of yourself."
