After transmigrating, I became a mother of three?!

It's time for Tang Min's favorite part again—shopping.

The three little ones had just told Tang Min in the morning that they hoped she would participate in the sports meet, and in the afternoon Tang Min made an appointment to go shopping with Hua Manyan.

"Hey, Manyan, what do you think I should wear that day?"

"Should I dress in a more intellectual, youthful, or mature style?"

Hua Manyan tried to pull her hand away from Tang Min's tight grip, and rubbed it repeatedly.

What number is it?

"Oh right, they haven't told me what the date is yet."

The awkward silence was deafening; Hua Manyan was at a loss for words when faced with the "soon-to-be" mother in front of her.

Have you noticed a problem?

"Oh, what's the problem?"

You're enjoying being a mother more and more these days.

"Have it?"

Tang Min reflected that she still didn't know what it meant to be a good mother, or whether it was something she enjoyed.

She simply didn't refuse the three boys' request.

"Yes, haven't you noticed that you're becoming more and more tolerant of the three little ones?"

"But they didn't do anything wrong."

Indeed, Zeng Chengyu and the others had never done anything wrong. Since Tang Min woke up, there was only that one time when they got into a fight at school, but that wasn't entirely their fault.

"One minute you're putting them to sleep, the next you're playing with them, and then you're participating in the sports meet. Isn't that tolerant? I think you've adapted to the role of a mother quite quickly."

"Hey hey hey"

Hua Manyan's words left Tang Min speechless for a moment; it seemed that she had unintentionally agreed to many things with them.

But the three little ones were too well-behaved, and she couldn't refuse them, so she could only fall into their sweet, childlike charm.

"I'll stop talking now, just tell me what I need to wear that day."

Whether the date is set or not, it will definitely be autumn, so I'll just pick out a few autumn clothes.

"Why don't you put your battle robe back on? Let the makeup artist redesign your look."

"The one you wore to school last time?"

"Yes, that one is pretty good."

"No, no, that's too serious. The sports meet is such a fun thing!"

Her suggestion was rejected, and Hua Manyan didn't know what to say. She had never been a mother, so how would she know what mothers wore?

"What are the other people dressed like?"

If that doesn't work, take a look at what other families are wearing, so you can find some inspiration for yourself.

Clearly, Hua Manyan forgot that Tang Min actually had very little social circle besides her.

"I do not know"

Listen to that innocent statement. The listener is speechless. Well, there's no one to compare it to.

The two spent the entire afternoon wandering around the mall without stopping for a moment.

Inside the Huajia Hotel.

"Phew, finally I can rest for a while."

As usual, the clothes they bought were delivered directly to the villa in advance, so the two of them could finally sit down and catch their breath.

As soon as she sat down, Hua Manyan took out her phone and kept replying to messages.

Tang Min looked at Hua Manyan's busy appearance and suddenly felt a little envious.

Thinking back on it, I haven't really done anything since I woke up; I've just been eating, drinking, and sleeping all day.

At first, Tang Min thought this kind of life was simply paradise on earth.

But after a while, it gradually became a bit boring, which is why she insisted on going to the study to practice calligraphy every day.

Besides lying down, she does have one skill that seems to be worth mentioning.

Tang Min sometimes couldn't help but wonder, was this her destined fate of being a "cow or horse"?

After a long while, Hua Manyan finally looked up from her phone.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"nothing"

Judging from Tang Min's appearance, she didn't seem to be unaffected. Hua Manyan put down her phone and placed her hands on the table, crossed over her shoulders.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Having grown up together like brothers, she knew better than anyone whether her best friend was alright.

"Hey, do you think I should do something too?"

"Didn't you want to lie down?"

Tang Min's question did not cause Hua Manyan to have a significant emotional reaction.

"I... I just feel I should do something."

Hua Manyan smiled slightly. Her friend was coming back soon, and she knew that Tang Min was not someone who was content to stay at home every day.

From Tang Min's gradual mastery of calligraphy to her thoughts upon seeing the Tang family members when she returned home, Hua Manyan knew that Tang Min's thoughts were gradually returning, and the return of her memories was only a matter of time.

And now, they're proactively asking themselves what they can do.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

Hua Manyan got up, pulled Tang Min along, and walked outside.

Tang Min looked bewildered. Wasn't she just saying she was tired? Where was she being taken now?

This time, Hua Manyan didn't have the driver accompany her; she drove Tang Min herself to a building not far from the mall.

The pure white building is hidden in a quiet spot in the city center, with a small circular fountain in front of it that sprays water from time to time.

People were coming and going around, mostly young people taking photos.

"Qingfeng Art Museum?"

This name sounds strangely familiar.

Hua Manyan pushed open the door with practiced ease and went inside.

"Come in quickly, what are you doing outside?"

Tang Min took hesitant steps, looking around at everything.

For a moment, it felt like she had been here before.

When Tang Min walked in, Hua Manyan stood at the door, acting as a greeter, "Welcome to Qingfeng Art Museum, a gathering place for art."

It was at this moment that Tang Min suddenly remembered something, and stared wide-eyed at Hua Manyan.

"Qingfeng Art Museum, Qingfeng Jushi, what...what is their relationship?"

Hua Manyan walked with light steps, saying, "Qingfeng Art Museum belongs to Qingfeng Jushi."

Dong dong dong

Her guess was confirmed, and Tang Min's heart was pounding. She never imagined that the original owner of this body actually had her own art museum.

It's like someone suddenly telling you one day that you own a publicly listed company – that's incredibly shocking.

She couldn't believe that this really belonged to her, no, to the original owner of the body?

So, can she also have her own little world?

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

Hua Manyan's introduction was still echoing in her ears when Tang Min's thoughts drifted far away.

This art museum has two floors. The lower floor mainly exhibits contemporary paintings, while the upper floor is an exhibition of calligraphy. The overall layout is modern yet elegant.

Some were painted by Qingfeng Jushi, while others were brought in by other people for exhibition.

"This is only a portion of the works; some are stored in the warehouse."

It was as if the original owner's memories had awakened. Tang Min walked through the art museum, touching everything there. This place had probably been the result of a lot of the original owner's hard work, and the physical memories came back extremely strongly.

Looking at Hua Manyan, who was still introducing herself, Tang Min couldn't help but have tears welling up in her eyes; those were probably the original owner's gratitude.

During the time she was sick, did Hua Manyan help take care of her?

"Thank you"

A soft thank you escaped Tang Min's lips, shocking the two of them.

"you..."

No, I haven't thought of it yet; it will take some more time.