Dragging to the Crematorium

Huo Mingxuan is here?

Zhouzhou, in a sudden burst of energy, leaped off the sofa and dashed to the door, poking her head out with a displeased expression. "What brings you here?"

As the words fell, a figure emerged from behind Huo Mingxuan, arms laden with gifts, smiling warmly. "Zhouzhou."

Spotting her, Zhouzhou's face instantly lit up with a smile. "Grandma Huo!"

She swung the door open and dashed out, looking up with curiosity. "Grandma Huo, why are you here?"

Grandma Huo looked at her, her face also brimming with a smile. "Just dropping by, am I welcome?"

"Absolutely!" Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, delighted, bouncing ahead to lead the way.

As she ran, she called out, "Grandma, Grandma Huo is here."

Indeed, Grandma Qin also rose to greet them, observing Grandma Huo with Huo Mingxuan and the gifts, sensing the air of a parent bringing a child to apologize.

Amused by her own thoughts, Grandma Qin chuckled softly.