Sunny's small figure quickly ran to the entrance of the hall, then grabbed Long Lingling's hand and looked up with a smile, "Mommy!"
"Hmm, good girl!"
Long Lingling squatted down, reached out to stroke Sunny's little head, and looked up, still able to see Yeh Huang standing outside the door.
He didn't bring his bodyguards this time, drove here himself, dressed like any regular person. Plus, this is a civilian area and not many people usually come by, so he's not drawing any attention.
Long Lingling silently calculated; they had been apart for nearly a week.
After a while, Sunny waved her little hand to Yeh Huang as a greeting, and Yeh Huang gave her a deep look before turning away.
"Mommy, why don't you forgive Daddy?" Sunny tilted her little head, looking at Long Lingling curiously.
"Hmm, what did he say to you?"
Sunny fiddled with her fingers and shook her head, "He said... he misses you and hopes you'll come home soon."
