She caught sight of her mother standing at the door with her uncle, and instantly tossed aside the Barbie doll in her hands, dashing towards Song Qiao with her little legs, "Mom..."
Hearing her daughter's voice, Song Qiao immediately turned her head in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, she saw Song Nianhuan running towards her. Her heart softened at once, and she released Ji Sifan's hand, walking straight to her daughter. She bent down and enveloped her small body in her arms, kissing her cheek, "Good girl, mommy missed you so much."
Song Nianhuan hugged her neck tightly, her tone carrying a soft, sweet feel, "Mommy, Huanhuan missed you too."
She had felt some resentment towards Ji Sifan earlier, but seeing her daughter now, all those feelings vanished without a trace, and she even began to feel grateful to Ji Sifan.
She had been back in the country for so long, claiming not to miss her daughter was a lie.
