บท 372: Hope and Worry

"Mother! Mother!"

Ah-Yao was nestled in Han Qiao's arms, talking non-stop. Han Qiao listened carefully for a while, but she couldn't hear what he wanted to say clearly. It was entirely based on her guess that he was hungry and wanted to go to the dining room to eat.

"Is it time to eat?"

Yao nodded vigorously.

He looked obedient.

Han Qiao's heart softened as she hugged him and kissed him.

Ah-Yao immediately kissed his mother.

The mother and son kissed each other's cheeks for a while before heading to the dining room together.

Han Qiao held Ah-Yao's hand, and Ah-Yao hummed and sang a song that no one could understand except himself.

He Cheng ran over.

"Brother, brother."

"Toto! Toto!" Ah-Yao shouted and broke free from Han Qiao's grip to run toward He Cheng.

They hadn't seen each other only for a little while, yet they hugged each other as if they hadn't seen each other in ages.