Yu Qingmo and Yi Feng had not entered yet. Yu Hongcheng and Jiang Yifang had already come out of the living room. When they received the phone and said that they had found Yu Qingmo, they waited here for a day. They also told them that they must take her home.

"Clear foam, you're back, why don't you come in?" Yu Hongcheng looked at Yu Qingmo. "Qingmo, this is your home, it will always be." His daughter can do well. Nothing is more pleasant to him than that.

He has lived to this age, and he can't rest assured of anything else. Now everything, I'm afraid, has a good result....