Xiao Jiu missed his mother dearly and could not stop himself from hugging her.
Qin Shu missed her son as much as he missed her, and her heart melted when he rushed to hug her. She and Xiao Jiu were very close, and their bond was unbreakable.
"Mommy missed you too," she said as she returned Xiao Jiu's hug, a gentle smile lighting up her face.
With her back towards her husband, Qin Shu did not see the sullen look he wore as Xiao Jiu stole all her attention.
Xiao Jiu, on the other hand, was more than happy to rub it in his father's face, smirking smugly over his mother's shoulder.
The look his son shot him was so infuriating that Fu Tingyu had to wrestle the urge to toss him aside. It was a losing battle.
Still, he managed by telling himself that he could endure, if only for a short while. After all, his wife had not seen their son in a few days, and he did not want to upset her.
