C2925 Thank You for Your Hard Work

Hearing his mother's nagging, Song Jiabao fell into deep thought. He hadn't thought about it before, but now that his mother said it, he felt it made sense.

She was still young and could play for a few more years, but Tang Jinglun was different. If she waited another three years, it would already be twenty-eight or twenty-nine years. When that time came. . .

Thinking about it carefully