Rong Ye turned around as well, the dark line between his brows easing the moment he saw her standing in the sunlight.
An Mo silently observed her for a few seconds; he didn't say anything, but his razor-sharp eyes carefully scanned her face for any signs of distress.
Su Qinglan noticed his scrutiny and offered him a tranquil smile. "I'm fine."
An Mo's eyes narrowed slightly…he clearly didn't completely buy it, but before he could probe further, Mao Mao tugged eagerly on Su Qinglan's sleeve.
"Mommy, sit here!" He pointed proudly to the empty space beside him.
Su Qinglan smiled gently. "Okay."
The moment she sat down, the eight little ones crowded in as close as physically possible. Lulu leaned her head against Su Qinglan's arm, Xiao Yi rested his fuzzy cheek against her waist, and tiny Yueyue quietly held onto her dress.
Reaching out, she gently patted Xiao Yi's golden head and picked up her bowl. "Alright, let's eat."
