The newcomer was none other than Ye Chutang, who had been away for days.
Ye Jingyan had just taken a step when something rushed past him like a gust of wind.
That chubby Little Milk Group shot out, throwing herself right into Ye Chutang's arms.
'Sis!'
Ye Chutang looked at the Little Milk Group, whose little face was still wet with un-wiped droplets, and she chuckled. "I'm back now, aren't I? What's the rush?"
Xiao Wu paid that no mind. Her little arms wrapped tightly around Ye Chutang as she buried her face in the crook of her sister's neck, nuzzling against her with affection and longing.
Ye Chutang's heart softened. She supported the little girl's bottom and lifted her into her arms.
Xiao Wu had rarely been separated from her, even as a baby. But whenever Chutang had to leave on business, Xiao Wu was always well-behaved and never cried or threw a tantrum.
