Mu Shaoqian was in a daze because of what Mu Jingheng had just said, when suddenly Ning Zitong's voice came through.
He was taken aback upon hearing it and quickly lifted his gaze to look over.
A fresh and attractive face suddenly entered his sight!
The girl, still wearing a simple and clean white coat, smiled softly, looking so demure.
Mu Shaoqian paused, murmuring softly.
"She is Yuan..."
Looking at the girl in the distance, he didn't feel any unfamiliarity, even though she differed greatly from the little princess he imagined growing up, there indeed was a sense of familiarity.
The girl smiled softly at them.
"Dad, brother, Yuan is back."
She spoke.
The excitement in Mu Shaoqian's eyes came to an abrupt halt upon hearing her voice.
What is going on?
This voice... why is it so hoarse?
He felt puzzled and quickly approached the girl standing in the garden.
