Ming Mei returned to the room, and Xizeer had already packed the luggage, so she didn't need to do anything.
Ming Mei felt better when she saw her son. She crouched down and touched Xizeer's little face, "Thank you for taking care of Mom these days."
Xizeer rolled his eyes at her, "If you weren't my mom, who would take care of you."
If she weren't his mom, he wouldn't even look at her, would he?
Ming Mei smiled and leaned in to give Xizeer a kiss on the cheek.
Xizeer's cheeks turned slightly red.
"We'll leave when it gets dark."
"Yes, we'll be home by tomorrow."
Ming Mei knew that during these days in the UC King's Palace, Xizeer had never truly been happy, no matter how well Ou Yinghan treated them, no matter how often the couple said this was also their home.
But in fact, it wasn't. To them, it was always a foreign land.
Seeing the maids treat them with utmost respect reminded them that they were just guests here.
In this place, Xizeer was not happy.
