Su Xiaowan also felt terrible. When she first found out this brat had run away to look for Han Yiwei, she thought it wasn't a big deal and figured she'd be back in a few days. But she hadn't expected that once she left, she wouldn't come back.
Three years passed just like that. She didn't return even during festivals, and Su Xiaowan cursed this wild little girl in her heart, wishing she could come back so she could teach her a lesson. But when they finally met, her joy was overwhelming—where could there be room for anger? She had long forgotten about that grudge.
Su Xiaowan held the bawling Tangtang tightly, her tears flowing down uncontrollably, yet she still vented her frustration: "You little troublemaker! You still know how to come back, huh? You still remember this is your home, huh? Huh?"
"Do you have any idea how much we've worried about you? You thoughtless little brat!"
