An Yan quietly watched from behind, occasionally correcting, but most of the time secretly joyful.
Indeed, she was truly her daughter; so young, yet writing so beautifully!
Sitting on the sofa not far away, Hu Ying naturally witnessed this scene, especially noting the unmistakable look of pride on An Yan's face, feeling a bit amused.
Yan'er looks quite adorable like this now.
But just then, An Yan suddenly felt her vision start to darken.
This feeling came on fiercely and advanced rapidly.
In just a moment, An Yan felt the world spinning; she tried to support herself on the table but missed, and with a thud, fell to the ground.
This sudden scene naturally frightened the two little girls.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Mom, are you okay?"
The two little girls cried out with tears in their voices.
Hu Ying was even more startled and immediately rushed forward, just about to move the fallen An Yan.
Just at that moment, Xue An finally arrived, having crashed through several walls.
