C762 I Miss My Mother

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Mao looked at Yin, his face full of concern. At first, he was quite engaged, quietly reciting a poem called "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" along with everyone in the room. But soon, his enthusiasm faded, and the joy disappeared from his face.

Yin lifted his big, watery eyes and pouted, "Mr. Mao, I... I miss my mom