Chapter 1817 Can’t You Discipline Them?

Between the two of them was a miniature figure—it was the child they had lost... Ye Yuan's dense eyelashes fluttered, and her heart seemed to clench so hard that she could not breathe. She raised her hands to gently land her fingers on the little porcelain figurine in the middle. For the past few years since losing her child, she didn't even dare to think about the child. After all, it was the biggest wound in her heart, and whenever she thought of it, the pain would make her breathless. Yet now, Gu Longfan had placed the little porcelain figurine beside her.