Following the nanny's suggestion, everyone looked again at little An'an anxiously nestled in Yunxi's arms, craning his neck and peeking around, and they couldn't help but somewhat believe it.
Gu Xinzhou thought about Qiao Yi's current situation, and her nose tingled with discomfort.
Could this be the bond between mother and child?
Yunxi kissed little An'an's cheek and smiled, "Daddy will take you for a walk, okay? If our An'an wants to come here, we'll take a look around here."
Everyone patiently accompanied An'an, going room by room.
But An'an found the rooms empty, so he fussed to turn around and go to the next room.
In the end, they didn't see Qiao Yi in the entire main house.
Little An'an clenched his small fists, looking aggrieved, his lips quivering as if about to cry.
Just as Yunxi was about to offer comforting words, the little one let out a deafening wail.
