"Lu Jinyang!" Xiao Xunting exclaimed in shock.
At the same time, Lu Jiaren, who was overbearing just a second ago, suddenly became incredibly timid, shrinking closer to Xiao Xunting.
She remembered when they had set off, Lu Jinyang was still handling affairs elsewhere. Why did he follow them here as soon as their feet touched the ground?
Lu Jiaren didn't have time to think more. Lu Jinyang had already strode past the two of them, and stopped beside Xiao Qing and her children.
Looking at the man who haunted her thoughts, Xiao Qing's eyes grew hot, and all the injustices of the past days turned into a mist of tears.
All one could hear was the man's helpless sigh, as he slowly squatted down, his long fingers caressing her cheeks, wiping away her tears, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Xiao Qing clenched her lower lip tightly, not speaking.
