"Ningning has been found, why are you still crying?" Xiao Yu pushed the wheelchair in from outside the door.
As soon as he heard Su Miaoyan crying, he hurried over and pulled his pampered young wife into his arms, gently patting her back, comforting her like a little girl.
The more he comforted, the more Su Miaoyan cried, looking pitifully at Rong Ning, "Ningning won't let me kiss and hug him; does he not like me as his mother? But I miss Ningning so much..."
She had lost him for over a decade, missed him for over a decade, dreaming every night of the child who returned to her arms!
A trace of helplessness appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes, "How old is he now? Does he still cling to his mother? Look at him now; can he still be attached to his mother?"
Su Miaoyan raised her head in bewilderment and suddenly realized Rong Ning had grown so tall!
Standing in front of him, she only reached his chest!
