Hu Qianyang also rushed out, his face brimming with a warm smile, watching the mother and daughter embracing, his face full of indulgent affection.
No matter whether for the older or the younger, it was all the same indulgence.
Peng Wanli came out then as well, but he stood aloft, his clothes billowing, gazing from afar at the several people in the center of the yard with a smile on his face.
Feng Yin floated up, Peng Wanli took a step forward to meet him, and said leisurely, "After all, you've come."
Feng Yin laughed heartily, "Isn't senior here? I truly missed you, senior."
"Hehe..."
Peng Wanli let out a scornful chuckle from the bottom of his heart, "I believe you, I'll take it as you speaking the truth."
Then his tone changed into one of comfort, "However, your timing is just right this time, the timing is perfect."
"Just right? The timing is perfect?"
"Yes, it's exactly the right time."