All the women who had been involved with Chen Mo looked tearful.
Even Chen Mo himself felt a bit melancholic, unsure when he would be able to enter those gentle realms again.
Before long, the plane landed safely.
And his cousin Xue Ling and her daughter Le Le were already waiting at the arrival gate.
Seeing the beauty of this older and younger pair, Chen Mo took a sharp breath.
"Honey, stop staring. Your eyes are practically glued to them."
"I just didn't expect cousin Xue Ling to be so beautiful, and she looks almost as young as you, little Jade. And the little girl Le Le is very pretty too."
At this point, Xue Ling's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but let out a secretive giggle, wondering what had suddenly come to mind.
And young Le Le was naturally very happy.
At this age, Le Le was just under fifteen years old.
The thing young girls of this age enjoy the most is being praised for their looks.
