Lui Muyi stood dumbfounded, staring at the slender figure without any subsequent action.
The slender figure slowly advanced, revealing that familiar face.
Su Xian'er stepped out of the front gate and stood there quietly, without speaking or making any movement.
In her hand, she was holding a five or six-year-old boy who nestled in her arms, staring at Lui Muyi with his dark, large eyes. However, upon meeting Lui Muyi's gaze, he quickly shrank back, hiding into Su Xian'er's arms.
"Mother…"
He gently shook Su Xian'er's hand, also bringing her back to her senses.
Su Xian'er seemed as if she had been awakened from a deep sleep, startled for a moment and then regaining her composure.
She looked towards Lui Muyi opposite her, slowly showing a shy, faint smile, lowered her head, instinctively gripping the child's hand tightly, not speaking, just silently stepping aside, making way for the door behind her.
Lui Muyi silently advanced, standing beside Su Xian'er.
