Coming to the third floor, Yuanyuan became excited again. He shook off Qin Xiaoyu's hands, running directly to his mother's bedroom on his short legs. While running, he shouted along, just like a small monkey.
In the bedroom, He Xiyan, sitting in the sofa stiffly, suddenly opened her eyes wide upon hearing the familiar voice. As if had been stimulated by something, she stood up. She looked back and saw the child who was pushing the door in.
Yuanyuan ran to his mom, hugging her leg, and then looking up at her. He called sweetly, "Mom...". After that, he stretched his arms, expecting his mom to hold him.
He Xiyan hurried to hold the child in her arms. On her face, besides doubts, there was more excitement and thrill upon seeing the child.
She did not expect that Yuanyuan would come to the castle at this time.
She looked at Yuanyuan in front of her, her child, very unexpected and doubtful.
