C80 He Had to Return to His Ancestors

"Mom, our son is here." Aotian pushed his own wheelchair towards the frost.

Frost, who was holding the doll, slowly turned his head. He looked at Aotian with confused eyes. He seemed to think for a while before he said, "My son is back. Let my mother hug him."

Aotian sat on the wheelchair obediently. Frost hugged his head. "Mom, you have another son