"Daddy, hold me..."
"Xiuzhuo, slow down, don't fall!"
In the courtyard pavilion, Mu Lingxun held Shen Xiuchan and laughed as she called out.
Shen Chongming watched his son in the distance, who staggered with every step and seemed likely to fall at any moment, but did not approach him.
When Shen Xiuzhuo finally reached him, he stretched out his hands to pick him up and walked slowly to the pavilion.
"Husband."
Mu Lingxun stood up to greet him.
Shen Chongming nodded and said, "Where is Youran?"
Mu Lingxun's expression dimmed slightly, then she smiled and said, "Sister went to the old courtyard."
"Mother is not feeling very well."
Hearing this, Shen Chongming immediately frowned and asked, "What's wrong with mother?"
"I don't know, but..."
She was about to speak when Chen Youran returned from outside.
"Husband."
Shen Chongming turned to her and asked, "What's wrong with mother?"
