An Kexin and Lin Jie returned to Xiangtai Apartment, just after nine thirty in the evening.
As soon as they entered the house, Lin Jie heard Yuanyuan's whimpering cries, along with Zhang Xiaoxiao's relieved voice, "Alright, alright, now your dear uncle is here, don't cry anymore, okay?"
Lin Jie handed the food packaging box he was carrying to An Kexin and picked up Yuanyuan, who ran over with open arms.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying like a little tabby cat again?"
Yuanyuan sniffled a few times, wiped her eyes with her little hand, and said with a sobbing voice, "I miss mommy! Uncle, mommy isn't coming back, why doesn't she even call home?"
"I miss mommy, I want to talk to her."
Lin Jie had to make up an excuse, "Mommy went somewhere very far away, so far that even the phone can't reach it."
"Hey, look, I've followed through with our agreement and brought you some delicious treats."
