Ye Jiuliang nodded helplessly.
The words she was asked to convey to Aqian, she didn't even know how to say them to him; just thinking about them made her uneasy, let alone how Aqian might react upon hearing them.
"Let's go for a walk over there." Li Mochan held her hand and walked towards a quiet path.
"Grandma said Erbao has been staying by the pond over there these past few days. We should bring it back with us."
Ye Jiuliang acknowledged, holding the baby, slowing down her pace.
The cold moonlight spilled over the quiet garden, exuding a somewhat desolate beauty.
Ye Jiuliang saw Erbao nestled in the grass and smiled faintly, "How has Asheng been these past few days?"
With Asheng not around, perhaps Erbao would feel lonely too.
"I heard he often drinks iced coffee in the middle of the night and doesn't eat his meals on time. Occasionally, he asks the kitchen to make bitter melon and pork rib porridge." Li Mochan picked a fresh flower and handed it to Ye Jiuliang.
