Overwork

"All these years, you've been working hard for Father, us, and this family, but I've never heard you say what you like. In the past, I didn't dare to think about it. Now that I've grown up and Father has found a way to earn money, Mother, why don't you think for yourself and do whatever you like?!" Li Xiaoran said softly.

When Zhao Xiu heard her daughter's considerate words, she felt that everything she had experienced in the past was worth it.

With a daughter like this, she should be content.

"Do you think I'm an eyesore working in the shop?" Zhao Xiu teased.

"Mother, you know that's not what I meant! Working in the shop is too tiring, and your body can't take it. I'll find many more people to work for you in the future. You can also do what you want. Mother, you've sacrificed most of your life for us. It's time to live for yourself!" Li Xiaoran said.

"Live for myself?" Zhao Xiu couldn't help but feel dazed when she heard this.