An Xiaomian shook her head with a frown, she couldn't keep thinking about it; the more she thought, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart.
She held Arthur's little hand and walked over to Nu Jian and Xiao Xiang, who were setting up a tent, then let go of the child's hand and said to Arthur, "Arthur, sit here and play first; I'll go see if there's anything good to eat and prepare some breakfast, okay?"
She hadn't eaten since waking up and was feeling a bit hungry.
Arthur nodded obediently, "Mhm mhm, Arthur will sit here quietly and not move until Mommy comes back."
An Xiaomian couldn't help but sigh; this child was truly well-behaved, but unfortunately, not her own.
She couldn't resist patting the child's head and seeing his sweet smile, her heart felt sweet too.
Not wanting to let herself get lost in thought again, she withdrew her hand, turned around, and opened the car's trunk.
Soon, she took out a folding table, some food, and water from the trunk.
