Dong Huiying, holding Wu Wang, slipped into the tent, placed Wu Wang on the mattress, and covered the child with a blanket. Just then, the child turned over, sticking out his little butt, facing her with it, sleeping soundly.
Dong Huiying watched, watched on, and for some reason, her heart felt inexplicably soft. She suddenly recalled a speculation their family had before this outing.
Yixuan bought the life fruit, there was a high possibility of a getaway with a hitch.
By the calculation of time, if this guess was true, the child should be about the same age, right?
Suddenly, she patted her face to clear her head a bit. What was she imagining? She shook her head, glanced at the child again, then got up, lifted the curtain, and exited the tent.
When she came out, she found that the man outside was gone, and Shujun and the others were also gone, leaving only Zhi Chen and Shu Yu.
"Where are they?" she asked in confusion.
