Ye Xiaoyu didn't feel surprised about what's happening in the Liuli Nation now.
Nor was she surprised about the kidnapping of Ping Ping; in fact, she had a feeling, a woman's intuition is as sharp as a myth at times.
And she believed that after all this, An Xiao's days wouldn't be easy.
Anjue... wouldn't let her go.
Ye Xiaoyu also didn't want to ask about An Xiao's matters.
She didn't care about An Xiao's fate anymore.
Ye Xiaoyu lay softly in his arms, her small hand resting in his large one.
Enjoying their peaceful and happy time together.
While sunbathing, Ping Ping finished school and scampered into the yard, delighted to see Ye Xiaoyu.
"Mommy!"
Ye Xiaoyu also looked at Ping Ping with surprise; she ran over, wanting to pounce into Ye Xiaoyu's arms, but halfway through Anjue scooped her up, holding her effortlessly, pinching her little cheeks with an adoring smile.
"Ping Ping, be good. Mommy is too weak to hold you; you have to be good."
