Xuan Yunzhi was reluctant to leave.
"Xiao Yu..."
As she spoke, she seemed to suddenly remember something.
"That Little Su Yan, not bad."
As she spoke, Xuan Yunzhi began to recall her recent meetings with Su Yan.
So well-behaved, always diligent no matter what she does.
Her son marrying such a wife, yes, he's lucky.
Jun Yu listened to his mother talk about this and paused.
"Mother, about the matter of you taking Little Guai to the bar..."
Xuan Yunzhi silently released her son.
Then she lunged at Jun Xie, who was sitting on the sofa.
Blinking, smiling, as if nothing had happened.
"Husband, we should head back. Let's go."
Jun Yu looked at his mother.
Recalling back then, Xuan Yunzhi was someone resolute and composed, with her own methods.
It's just that after being with his father for so many years,
she's gotten infected with the temper of turning a blind eye to people.
Jun Xie naturally was happy about this.
He hugged Xuan Yunzhi and stood up from the sofa.
