As they walked to the front yard, they saw from a distance two graceful women standing beside Yun Zhan.
One of the women was holding the hand of a little girl about six or seven years old.
"Sister-in-law..."
Hearing the footsteps, Yun Chuchu, who was holding her daughter's hand, turned around. When she saw Lady Yun, her eyes immediately turned red, and she couldn't help but become choked up.
Lady Yun stepped forward quickly and was slightly startled when she got a clear view of the woman before her.
The woman in front of her was emaciated and haggard, as if she had been ill for a long time. She looked nothing like the radiant and graceful Yun Chuchu she remembered.
How did she become like this in just eight years?
Lady Yun suddenly remembered Yun Wanqing's heartfelt words from before, and her heart sank a bit. But she quickly collected herself, a gentle smile appearing on her face, as she lightly took Yun Chuchu's hand.
"Chuchu, it has been a long time, I missed you dearly."
