"Mwah, Little Yu is such a good girl." Lixiu kissed Little Yu's face with loving tenderness, her face expressing a mother's love for her daughter.
Little Yu seemed a bit shy, her gaze somewhat evasive, but she imitated Lixiu's earlier kiss and lightly pecked Lixiu's face.
Mo Yan watched from a not so distant place, her heart filled with mixed feelings. If it was confirmed that Little Yu was Si Nier, it would be an immensely joyous occasion for the Wu family, but for Lixiu, who had come to think of Little Yu as her own child, it was terribly sad.
Lixiu followed Mo Yan into the room, and seeing Mo Yan's complex gaze, her heart skipped a beat, "Yanyan, do, do you have something important to tell me?"
Mo Yan nodded, "I have a few questions, about Little Yu, that I want to ask Aunt Li."
No one in the house knew Little Yu better than Lixiu, who had been the one to help her with baths and hair washing for the past few months. She probably knew every scar and mole on Little Yu's body.
