"Mom, it's me, I'm back."
Yu Jingting turned around, both Wang Cuihua and Jiaojiao had their mouths wide open.
"Ti, Tiegen? !!!" Wang Cuihua almost thought she had seen wrong.
"Brother!!!" Jiaojiao rushed over emotionally, nestling in Yu Jingting's arms and burst into tears.
"You're finally back! If you hadn't returned, we would've been bullied to death! You scared me to death, I thought you were dead!"
"How come you're giving birth here?"
Yu Jingting comforted his crying sister in his arms, but his eyes were fixed on the window.
Although the curtain was blocking the view, he couldn't help but look over there.
There was the woman who had been on his mind all the time.
"Umm, Auntie, is he really your son?" The policeman who came back with Wang Cuihua was doubtful.
Nobody would question if Yu Jingting was a lunatic beggar walking on the street.
