The door to the leftmost wooden house had opened. There was a lady at the door. She was simply dressed, and was sobbing. She was holding onto the door as if she might fall down at the next moment. Her beauty was gentle and fragile, but it was one to be admired. She appeared old, but she was still ravishing.

“Mom!” Huo Yuhao suddenly shouted. He leapt forward, and felt as if he had completely lost control. He hugged the lady’s leg tightly and started bawling.

Yes, this lady was his pitiful mother, Huo Yun’er!

Zhu Zhuqing glared at Dai Mubai and her eyes turned slightly red. “You’re so bad. Why do you have to be so extreme?”

Dai Mubai chuckled. “No wonder he’s my descendant; he has a backbone! I like kids like this. At least he didn’t waste my efforts. Good kid!Very good, very good! This time, Oscar was so envious that his eyes turned red! Hahahaha!”

Huo Yuhao didn’t expect to completely lose control of his emotions...