On the road in front of Ye Qian's house, a lot of people were present with Ye Qian holding Xiao Ya in his arms, who was still shaking and sweating profusely.
In front of the gate of the house Ye Qian's parents, Ye Xiao, his father and Han Yan, his mother was standing with tears in their eyes.
How could they not have tears, after seeing their only son, whom they didn't know was alive or dead for all these five years, standing in front of them now, but the situation would not allow them to embrace him and ask about his wellness?
Noticing the situation was not right for their proper reunion, Grandma Yan nodded at him with a lovely smile but tears couldn't stop flowing down her cheeks as her body shook lightly.
"Dear, he is now right in front of us, don't worry now."
She felt a hand being placed on her shoulders from behind and she knew it was her husband.
She bit her lips and nodded at Ye Qian again.
