Zhou Zining's eyelids flicked upward, and within her narrow field of vision, she could only make out Bo Shuxian's jawline.
She furrowed her brow and leaned into his arms, avoiding the stubble on the man's chin.
Despite the disgust hidden in the depths of her eyes, her voice was soft, "I understand, you just go ahead with your work, I'll stay here with Qianqian, don't worry about us."
"It's been hard on you, thankfully you've been here these years."
Bo Shuxian had always harbored a sense of guilt towards Zhou Zining.
That's why he had always handed over his income for her to manage.
