An Luoxin saw that Shui Lingyu was brought back by Tang Jifu, and her surprise and surprise were filled with her face.
No wonder she and Tang Junyu, including Shui Lingyu, who had worked hard, could not escape Tang Hehan’s control.
Now that he was taken home by Tang Jifu, how could he not be surprised?
An Luoxin walked forward and hugged Shui Lingyu, his voice choked, and cried with joy: “Xiaoyu, you finally returned to your mother, mom miss you so much.”
“Mom, I’m sorry, I’ve made you worried.” Shui Lingyu was quietly hugged by An Luoxin.
She felt guilty inside. She had always made her mother so worried that she had lost her father. She didn’t want her mother to feel a little sad and uneasy.
She knew that her mother could not do some things because she was powerless, but she could still clearly feel the anxious mood.
But how should she tell her mother that even if she stands here, she doesn’t feel like she is disengaged, and she doesn’t even have a trace of illusion.
An Luoxin calmed down her excitement a little, hugged her and separated, and there was still unconcealed joy on her face. She stroked Shui Lingyu’s soft black hair: “It’s good to come back, it’s good to come back. Ji Fu, thank you for bringing Xiao Yu back.” Turning her face, An Luoxin said gratefully to Tang Jifu beside her.
“No need to thank me, I said, Xiaoyu is my daughter. How can I not care about Xiaoyu’s work or anything else after watching her suffer. I am at home peacefully. If you want to draw, you can do anything else.” Tang Jifu’s words were considered to be doting on a child. Even if Shui Lingyu was willful, it would be fine at all, and he could afford it.
Shui Lingyu originally wanted to say thank you, but finally changed her mind and said, “Okay.”
Tang Jifu nodded with satisfaction.
“Mom, I want to go back to the room first.” Shui Lingyu said.
“Okay, go and sleep for a while. Mom will call you when you are having a meal.” An Luoxin said with a smile.