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Xiaoguo felt guilty and couldn't look into Qin Anming's accusing eyes. She sat back down awkwardly. She didn't expect Zhuang Zhuang to hear what she said in her sleep last night.

If Qin Anming knew that she had not slept well because she was worried about his health, it would be hard on him. If he started crying now while they were out, it would be quite an awkward situation.

However, Xiaoguo secretly turned to look at Zhuang Zhuang's aggrieved back. She felt terrible. "Son, I'm sorry. I'll comfort you later. Just shut up for now…"

Xiaoguo drove the donkey cart and dropped off Qin Anming and Zhuang Zhuang at the noodle shop. She would return to pick up Zhuang Zhuang after she was done with her business.

After greeting everyone at the restaurant, Xiaoguo walked towards her destination.