Shi Xiaoqing stepped forward, she caressed Yin Shuiling's hair. She hadn't seen her for two to three months, and her precious daughter was getting more and more beautiful.
No wonder Yin Muchen was unable to control himself.
"Shuiling, your father has been talking about you all the time. He asked why you are still not coming back. I thought inside my heart to pick you up personally. Are you already done packing?"
"Yeah, I am already done." Yin Shuiling stood up and said, "Mum, I'm going to wash my hands real quick. I'll head out with you when I'm done."
"Okay, go ahead then."
Yin Shuiling went into the washroom.
Shi Xiaoqing looked at the room for a few moments before she took a few steps towards the desk that Yin Shuiling used to complete her homework. There was a stack of books on the table, and she opened the bag that she'd brought along with her. She took a magazine out and pressed it between the books.
