Song Yan didn't know that what she saw in her scrying had already started, she returned to her the apartment building where her brother was living with his family and paid the taxi driver. Once she pushed open the door, Fu Chen who was experiencing the novel feeling of having dinner while watching the television looked up and immediately his little face which was smeared with oil li up as he placed his bowl of rice on the table and rushed towards his mother. Arms wide open, he shouted gleefully in greeting, " Mommy! You are back!"
Song Yan's entire body that was stiff and taut with tension finally relaxed and a smile that was like a million roses blooming in the fields spread across her face as she opened her arms and scooped her cute son up. Nuzzling his nose with hers, Song Yan asked, " Were you a good boy when mommy wasn't home?"
Fu Chen nodded his head like a docile chick. " Chen Chen was on his best behaviour, I didn't trouble uncle and aunt at all."
