When she returned to the room, the nanny was changing the baby's diaper. Ye Anran walked over, looked at the tender and adorable child, and gently smiled.
Such a lovely child, his parents must be very worried.
She reached out and gently touched the baby's cheek, silently speaking in her heart: Little one, don't worry, Auntie will definitely help you find your parents and bring you back to them.
The baby seemed to understand Ye Anran's words, as his small face moved towards her palm, his bright eyes turning, and his lips moving as if he smiled.
Ye Anran was touched by this!
"Such a good boy!" She gently rubbed the baby's little cheeks.
Looking at the innocent child, she felt her mood lighten a bit.
"Ma'am, the young master should be hungry for milk."
"Okay, I'll feed him. You go downstairs and make me a glass of mango juice."
"Yes, second madam." The nanny responded and turned to leave the room.
