"Mommy," Su Qingsang called out again as if she knew what Li Qianxue was thinking.
"Mm." Li Qianxue hugged Su Qingsang once more. "My daughter. My daughter."
Li Qianxue hugged her tightly, so tightly it was a wonder that her slender body would have that much strength.
Su Qingsang was almost out of breath from her embrace, but she didn't push her away or even harbor the thought of pushing her away.
Her hands fell to her sides, and her fingertips moved. Then she dropped them again. But just as Li Qianxue tightened her arms again, she managed to raise her hands and gently wrapped them around Li Qianxue's waist.
Everyone was watching Li Qianxue, and only Huo Jinyao noticed her expression.
This tugged at his heartstrings, and he began to move towards Su Qingsang, but then decided to stop.
"Qingsang…"
Li Qianxue was in so much pain that she couldn't manage to utter a word now.
