Xuan mansion.
Xuan Yingluo walked to the lawn and saw her mother, Xia Ling, from afar. Xia Ling was holding little seventh young master’s hand, and the two of them had been waiting for her.
“Mommy ~”
Little seventh young master saw his mother and quickly ran over. He rushed over and hugged Xuan Yingluo’s calf.
Xuan Yingluo quickly squatted down and touched little seven’s little face. “Little Seven, you grew taller and bigger while Mommy was away.”
Little Seven’s tears fell like Golden Beans, “Mommy, where have you been? You haven’t been away for so long. Grandma said you would come back soon. I ate and slept very well every day, but mommy still didn’t come back when I opened my eyes the next day. Little seven misses mommy so much.”