He Xiyan put on a faint smile. Now, she bore no hatred to the Mo family or Ye family. She was already thirty years old. During the past ten years, she had experienced two marriages and three love relationships. She had tasted the bitterness as well as sweetness of life.
Now she just wanted to raise her two children well and let them grow up healthily and happily.
In a moment, the sound of a fitful of footsteps came along from the stairs corner.
He Xiyan looked at the direction of the sound, finding that it was Mo Yixuan who was leading Yuanyuan downstairs.
"Yuanyuan..." He Xiyan waved to Yuanyuan.
And Yuanyuan soon found his mother as well.
"Mom..." Yuanyuan ran to his mother's arms, a pair of small hands clinging to his mother's neck.
