Li Yeqi couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, I know you're worried about her. Let him have a good rest during this time. Kids need to experience various aspects of life; only then can they grow up after going through setbacks."
Yan Luoxi couldn't argue with him, so she struggled out of his embrace and quickly turned to catch up with Yanling, reaching out to take off his backpack, but Yanling wouldn't let her, "Mommy, I'm a grown-up now; I can carry it myself."
Upon hearing this, Yan Luoxi almost burst into tears. Clearly, he wasn't even ten years old yet, how was he a grown-up?
Back at the villa, Aunt Tong was holding Xiangxiang at the door, looking out. Seeing Yanling come in, Aunt Tong's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, "My goodness, our Xiaoling has become so skinny, like an African refugee."
Yan Luoxi followed behind Yanling, and upon hearing this, she glared at Li Yeqi, "See, I'm not the only one saying Xiaoling is darker and thinner."
