Wu Yun felt reluctant, but when her mother's call came, she didn't dare to disobey, so she just pouted silently like a wronged child.
On the way back, Song Guanchao held her little hand in his palm, speaking softly to comfort her.
When the car stopped at the door of the house, Wu Yun suddenly pulled her hand out of his palm, a bit flustered.
This unusual action made Song Guanchao instinctively look outside.
Then he saw a middle-aged woman standing outside a two-story house.
"You should go back," Wu Yun whispered, opened the door, and walked with small, quick steps towards the middle-aged woman.
However, she hadn't walked two steps when the woman suddenly came over to meet her.
"Mom," she greeted, linking her arm with her mother's.
"Back already."
Her mother patted her hand with a smile, then let go and continued walking towards the car.
Wu Yun's heart suddenly raced. What was her mom about to do?
