C661 The Gate Is Deserted and the Carriage Is Empty

"Mom, tell me, I'm listening!" Zhao Muchen held the old lady's hand and said.

"Muchen — my child — promised mother that he would take good care of Yanhui and her, okay?" The old lady looked at him, her eyes filled with tears and anticipation.

Zhao Muchen forcefully swallowed his saliva, nodded his head, and said: "Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of her