The carriage soon arrived at the front door of the Yang Family, and the whole family gathered around. Yang Ming's mother stepped forward to help Wang Xiangxiang down from the carriage, "My dear girl, you had us worried to death."
These words turned Wang Xiangxiang's eyes red again. It had been three years since anyone had spoken to her like that.
Yang Family patriarch immediately followed, "Girl, hurry inside. Xiaoqiu has already warmed up the kang bed for you, just waiting for your return."
Yang Family patriarch then turned and instructed his daughter-in-law, "Boss's wife, hurry, take their meals to the room."
"Yes, Father, I'll fetch the food right away," Boss's wife hurriedly agreed and went to get the food.
Wang Xiangxiang, looking at everyone and listening to their words, felt an overwhelming warmth inside. She truly wanted to burst into tears, but she bit her lip hard, holding back.
