"Mom, I don't blame you…"
Xiao Yuqian's mother felt deep remorse. Both mother and daughter cried as they met.
Xu Xiyan finally saw Xiao Yuqian's son, yuan Bao. She looked carefully at the child's handsome facial features; they were really similar to Ma Haodong's.
It seemed that he was Ma Haodong's child alright.
Wen Lanying saw Xu Xiyan standing in front of her, she greeted her, "Oh, it's you, Yanyan!"
"Yes it's me, Yanyan."
When she was still a child, Xu Xiyan loved going to the Xiao family house, and her favorite was Wen Lanying's cooking.
Though she hadn't seen Wen Lanying for so many years, she could still clearly remember the taste of her cooking.
Xu Xiyan tried to comfort the two, "Auntie Wen, Sister Qianqian, don't be sad. Luckily the child only had his arm injured. This is a blessing within a tragedy."
They were really lucky compared to families whose children had been severely injured or killed.