Tia looked Youlan up and down, a loving smile on her face.
"I was wondering why my son suddenly became so handsome, it turns out Xianxian made you new clothes."
After spending a few days together, the mother and son were no longer strangers to each other, and their conversations flowed naturally and harmoniously.
With the help of Li Xianyun, Tia put on new clothes that fit her perfectly.
Li Xianyun laughed and said, "Mother, your measurements are still the same as I remember."
This sentence almost brought tears to Tia's eyes.
After all these years, Li Xianyun had never forgotten about her, just as she had never forgotten about Li Xianyun.
With tearful eyes, Tia hugged Li Xianyun and said with a laugh, "My dear dear."
Li Xianyun teased, "Mother, if you are so good to Xianxian, Khan will be jealous."
"Then let him be jealous," Tia said with a laugh.