Xia Nuan took a pace backwards.

Ansheng didn’t know the conflicts between them. He reached out, “Hug me, dad. Mom is tired.”

Ye Sichen embraced Ansheng. But Ansheng intended to hook Xia Nuan’s neck instead of letting her go. Xia Nuan had to take a step closer and touched Ye Sichen.

Ye Sichen saw that she was going to flee, holding her hand.

“Now I’m being held by you two. I’m really happy.” Ansheng held their necks by hands ...