Tang Xiao's face was covered in tears, standing motionless on the spot, as if stunned by this sudden happiness.
She grew up without parents, having been raised by her brother Tang Zheng.
In Tang Xiao's memory, the recollection of her mother was only a few vague images.
Now suddenly seeing her long-yearned-for mother standing right in front of her, reaching out to embrace her, how could she not be happy?
It seems as though sensing her thoughts, the aristocratic lady's face showed a look of heartache.
"What a pitiable child, come let mother hug you!"
Saying this, her arms already went over Tang Xiao's shoulders, seemingly ready to wrap around and embrace her.
Just then, a pen tip pierced through the back of the aristocratic lady.
The aristocratic lady let out a piercing scream, yet she did not give up; instead, she fiercely clasped her hands together, attempting to trap Tang Xiao within.
