Ye Lu looked up towards the door and saw Ye Yuan holding a box in his hand, dressed in a small suit, looking handsome and adorably cool. However, his tiny face was very serious, giving off a somewhat mature air, as if he had just returned from a banquet.
Recently, like her, these two children have been busy too, often going out to attend some banquets and the like, and she didn't know what they were up to.
"Yuanyuan…" Ye Lu's voice was soft and hoarse.
Ye Yuan walked to the bed, put down the box, and leaned over the mattress, but his sharp eyes caught sight of her tear-stained eyes, which immediately made him glare and lower his small face.
"Mommy, you were crying. Who made you cry? I'll go beat him up to vent your anger, ensuring he'll have a swelled head." Recently, he hadn't forgotten the harsh physical training despite being busy.
Ye Lu chuckled and felt much warmer in her heart.
