Beibei rushed forward. "Mommy!"
He spread his arms and embraced Su Yue excitedly. Su Yue couldn't bear to reject his hug, so she hugged his shoulders. "Let's go back."
Both of them followed the crowd towards the exit. Suddenly, a tiny figure sprang out and blocked their path.
"Pretty sister, are you really Ming Beichen's mother?" Xia Qingluo raised her head as she studied Su Yue.
Her eyes gleamed brightly and innocently.
"Qingluo, don't be so rude," admonished Xia Zimo in a soft tone of voice before she hurried forward to pull her daughter away.
Su Yue gently shook her head as she bent her back. With a smile, she asked, "Do you think otherwise?"
"How can Ming Beichen's mommy be younger than my mommy?" Xia Qingluo peered at Su Yue in disbelief.
Her eyes were full of innocence and purity. So no matter how blunt or direct she was, her remarks didn't offend anyone.
Su Yue smiled. "Your mommy is very young too."
