It was only at this moment that Yan Huan truly knew that her mother was so young and so beautiful. It was no wonder. If her mother wasn’t beautiful, how could she have given birth, she was so beautiful.
And she secretly shook her little hand.
In this lifetime, she would definitely let her mother live well, get what she wanted, and give up those things that she shouldn’t have to endure.
“What’s Wrong?”
Ye Rong had been paying attention to her daughter’s little expression.
She walked over, squatted in front of her daughter, and then tidied up the little hat on her head.
