"Mother, mother..."
Huer waved to the stunningly beautiful woman.
Perhaps due to spending more time together, his pronunciation of "mother" was much more accurate than when calling for "father."
Xi Xianglei's heart softened as she elegantly tiptoed over, stopping two steps close to Shi Xiaole, and reached out her hand, only to see Huer just giggling without moving closer, which made her pause, slightly annoyed she said, "You ungrateful little rascal!"
With a flick of her wrist, she pinched Huer's face gently, her expression glowing with a rare maternal radiance that made her stunningly beautiful face even more dazzling.
A gentle breeze came by, and she brushed her temple hair aside, an act that threw everyone around into disarray.
Shi Xiaole, too, was moved by her charm and handed Huer over to her.
Xi Xianglei did not accept, saying, "The child wants to play with you, can't you spend a little more time with him?"
Shi Xiaole had no choice but to withdraw his hand.
