"Mom, I'm fine." Ye Nianmo smiled and patted his mother on the shoulder. Xia Yihan choked his head. "I'm not going yet. I'm going to accompany him at home."

Ye Nian-mo and Ye Zi-mo's eyes collided in the air, and then they spoke at the same time with a consensus, "I'm fine / he's fine."

Ye Zimo took Xia Yihan's shoulder and said softly, "She can handle these things well. Besides, you have an appointment with the cloud to visit her and her children in England?"

"But." Xia Yihan hesitated a little. She didn't know it was their father and son who wanted to open themselves up and not allow...