"One culvert." Zhao Wenying and Li Mingjun came with each other, and when they saw Xia Yihan from afar, they were happy to call out. They were also such a daughter of Zhao Wenying, and they were very obedient and filial children. Besides going to Paris without saying goodbye, they could not say goodbye without saying goodbye. After all, Zhao Wenying was not in China at that time, Xia Yihan could not help himself.

"Mom, how did you get out?" Li and Tai looked at Zhao Wenying from top to bottom and asked, "Are you all right today?"

"Mom, we'll be here after you've sat down for a while. I...