Song July had not even had time to embrace his child and have a good word with him. It felt like this experience had been wasted today. But she did not allow the child's mind, and did not want to frighten the child, so she shouted to Mo Zhengyan, "I only have a few words with my son."

"No, he's going back now." Mo Zhengyan refused directly and shouted again, "Shaoyu, come here quickly."

"It's up to the children to decide whether they want to talk to me or not!" She turned her head and said to Shaoyu, "Shaoyu, mom hasn't seen you for a long time. Shaoyu, shall we...