As she got closer, Yang Chuxia noticed that the younger Young Master Liu's eyes were still red and swollen.
Seeing Yang Chuxia's carriage stop, the little guy broke free from Madam Liu and ran towards Yang Chuxia's carriage, "Yangyang, Yangyang!"
"Why are you here too?" Yangyang exclaimed as he saw him, hastily jumping down from the carriage.
"I heard from my mom that you're going to Shandong, will you ever come back?" the little guy asked, holding onto Yangyang, clearly reluctant to let go.
"I should come back; my home is here." Yangyang smiled at him and said, "Why do your eyes look like a rabbit's? You're a man now, yet you're still crying—how embarrassing."
"Wah!" Younger Young Master Liu scratched his head sheepishly, "I... I just don't want you to go. Without you, there won't be anyone to fight with me."
