She was accompanied by Shijiang. He looked at the Dongzi family with a dignified face. Doodle held a wave drum in his hand. His small face was yellow and thin. A mother could not take care of herself well. How could she take care of her children well?

Quietly and elegantly went forward to take over Dudu and whispered to Yang Qixue, "Thank you."

Yang Qixue does not seem to want to let go. Her eyes are very complicated and she stares at the child in her arms. She is obviously heartbroken, but she does not shed tears.

"Give me the baby." Jingya reminds her to let go. It's not...