The woman walking at the front was like a Heaven Immortal. Who else could it be but her mother?
Little Jiajia's eyes lit up. She stuffed the box in her arms into Mo Yuan's hand and rushed forward like a cannonball. "Mother, I missed you so much!"
Ji Luo's expression didn't change. She turned around and dodged to the side.
Little Jiajia was shocked and couldn't stop in time. Not only did she miss, but she also pressed down on a group of maidservants.
Everyone instantly exclaimed.
The maidservants thought to themselves, "As expected, the princess is cuter in our memories."
Meeting the resentful gazes of the group of maidservants, Little Jiajia got up awkwardly and patted the nonexistent dust off her body. She looked angrily at her mother, who was watching the show from the side. "Mother…"
Ji Luo reached out and tapped Little Jiajia's forehead twice. "You actually came back."
