Yang Yalan's hair was messy and her makeup on her face had melted away. The melted makeup made the black area around her eyes look like a ghost.

It's admirable that Yang Yalan can do this for Mushan.

This kind of maternal love is really admirable.

In that case, Yang Yalan should be able to understand himself.

Mu Chudi, pretending to be worried, took a few steps forward and pulled in the distance between the two. When he saw Yang Yalan's face blue, a trace of panic flashed through his eyes, Mu Chudi wanted to laugh in his heart.

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

Yang Yalan said a few words in...