Upon hearing Chu Yan's call, the person inside the house looked up.
That venerable yet beautiful face had appeared many times in Chu Yan's dreams. Each time he felt he couldn't continue, she would look at him tenderly, allowing Chu Yan to reaffirm his beliefs.
He had to make those who had bullied his mother pay the price.
"Mom."
Chu Yan's eyes reddened, the usually cold Phoenix Eyes now slightly moist.
He staggered towards the house.
Chu Hanxu took his hand gently and said, "You've grown up, your clothes are getting tight. Let mom alter them for you."
The clothes needing mending on the table seemed to be the ones Chu Yan had worn as a child.
"How did you grow so tall? Mom almost couldn't recognize you."
Chu Hanxu sat, needing to look up at him.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yan knelt beside her, resting his head on her lap and holding her waist.
"Did you know I was bringing Qin Zhao home, so you came to see us?"
