At night, Xia He and Deng Fan returned home in a happy mood. As soon as they entered the house, Xia He rushed to the children and kissed and hugged them, wishing that she never needed to be away from them again for the rest of her life. Behind her, Deng Fan carried many bags into the house.
"Oh~ Aunt misses you so much! Come and let Aunt see if you've lost weight! I hope your mother didn't torture you. You guys ate well, right? Are there any wounds on your bodies?" Xia He said with heartache.
"I'm their mother, not a human trafficker. What are you saying? Besides, why didn't you come over and take a look at me first? Why don't you care if I've lost weight?" Qiao Mei said with a twinge of jealousy.
"What's there to see? You're not as likable as our Xia Fan and Xia Xing~" Xia He said disdainfully.
However, as she spoke, she took out a gold bangle from her pocket and handed it over. Qiao Mei quickly took it.
