"Yes! It will be just like we will always be your parents."
When Song Yenay's father said those words both turned their attention toward him and soon Song Yenay hugged her father after a long wait. Both cried in each other's arms and promptly her mother and younger brother too joined them.
"Oh! Are they my grandparents, Yue Jiejie?"
When Ai Smith's words touched Wang Yue and Xiao Muchen, the moment that followed, Xiao Muchen sank to his knees to come to the level of Ai, hands around her shoulder, and then took the hold of her hands in his.
"Yes, Sweetheart, They are your grandparents!"
"Will they love me exactly as they love mama?"
Xiao Muchen had no idea how to respond, unsure what exactly to say.
"Yes, they will love you just like your mama but no more than they love your mama."
Wang Yue reached out to their little angel, gently patting her head, and then took her in her embrace.
"But how do you know that?"
