Leaning to one side, resting on the armrest of the sofa, Ning Chu elegantly crossed her legs, her gaze fixed on the TV screen, where a drama was playing.

But the noise from Black Bean and her daughter was a bit too loud, pulling her attention away from the screen every now and then.

She used to dislike noise, especially the sharp, grating voices of children—voices that could pierce through the eardrums and make anyone anxious. But ever since having her daughter, she had gradually gotten used to it, even began to enjoy the lively chaos. She would smile contentedly …