Her words carried a trace of inferiority.
She felt that she lacked education and the ability to be of any help to Qin Hao, and moreover, she was a woman who had been married before.
Han Meng remembered everything—how Qin Hao had saved her and her daughter, and the many ways he had helped them.
Qin Hao looked at Han Meng, her delicate features and sparkling eyes slightly downturned, not daring to meet his gaze.
Qiao'er's voice suddenly rang out, "Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?"
...
Half an hour later, Qin Hao and Qiao'er got out of bed, finished washing up, and Qin Hao led Qiao'er out.
Outside, a white expanse enshrouded everything—today's smog was a bit severe.
Qin Hao frowned when he saw it, "Qiao'er, let's not go out today, the smog is quite severe."
Qiao'er nodded, "Mhm, my teacher also said that smog is bad for people's health—we shouldn't be active under smoggy skies too often."
