Zhuo Xiangqiao tried to wrap his arms around Lin Yue, but as his hand had just touched her, he heard someone returning.
When he turned around with the frustration of not having succeeded, the anger that had been on his face immediately extinguished. He looked wistfully at Liao Yun, who had walked in from the outside.
He just wanted to hug his wife! And if he could get a bit further, that would have been even better, but now his mother had disrupted him just as he started to make his move.
This really was his own mother!
Carrying a look of plaintive resentment, Zhuo Xiangqiao gazed at Liao Yun, oozing with wistful frustration. Her timing for coming back was just impeccable!
If he didn't know any better, he would really think she did it on purpose!
With nowhere to vent, Zhuo Xiangqiao could only redouble his efforts in handling the little creature in his arms.
