"Wang Xiaohong!"
Dayi almost didn't recognize her. Just a few years without seeing her, and Wang Xiaohong looked like she'd aged over ten years, her face full of weariness. Although she dressed stylishly, she couldn't hide the aging on her face. Her hairline had receded significantly, clearly from years of worry that almost caused her hair to fall out.
Wang Xiaohong didn't look great a few years ago, but at least she had a youthful appearance. A few years later, she had completely turned into a weathered middle-aged woman.
"You despicable third party, homewrecker! Panpan, come to mom! Look, mom got you so many clothes and toys today!"
Wang Xiaohong lifted her hand to show Panpan the things she was carrying. Panpan glanced at them, and those buried memories of fear seemed to rush back, making him so anxious that he coughed up again!
