Xiao Hui is back.
Fan Xiuying heard the door and suddenly remembered that they had locked the courtyard gate in broad daylight.
She quickly nudged her daughter in her arms.
"Why don't you hurry and open the door? Tidy up the room and draw the curtains, or else if someone sees us, they might think we're up to no good in here."
Fan Xiuying realized she had gone too far.
Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't stop laughing.
"Alright, alright! I'll go open the door. My dear mother, you can stay here and clean up the mess."
She opened the door and Fang Xiaohui walked in.
"Xiaoxiao, you and mom are back. I have something to say to you both."
Fang Xiaohui had a smile on her face.
The three of them sat in the living room.
Fan Xiuying looked at her two daughters.
"Xiaohui, what did you want to say?"
"Mom, I'm going back to the Fang family."
These words were like drops of water falling into hot oil, causing a sudden burst.
They stung Fan Xiuying, leaving her dazed.
