Nan Xian looked so calm, and she could not see any emotions on his face as she mentioned Xia Xia.
However, Feng Ruqing knew that even though Nan Xian did not show it, his concern for Xia Xia was no less than hers as a mother.
It was just that he was more likely to let Xia Xia have more freedom and would not bother too much.
"Mother!"
Xia Xia pulled Feng Ruqing's sleeve, almost crying out. "Don't go..."
Feng Ruqing's heart softened. "We'll go find your grandmother, and when we come back next time, we'll bring her back with us."
"Don't go..." Xia Xia seemed to sense that Feng Ruqing would leave for a long time, and her eyes were red.
"Let Father go alone. Mother, don't leave..."
Nan Xian was speechless.
He glanced at Xia Xia, pulling Feng Ruqing into his arms.
"It's getting late. Let's go."
