Qin Yiren agreed, watching Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang leave.
She coaxed the babbling Baoer to play for a while, and the heaviness in her heart gradually dissipated. Her mind and eyes were filled with the pink little guy, and a gentle arc tugged at her rosy lips.
It turns out, becoming a mommy to this little guy is such a magical feeling.
Just looking at the lively and lovely Baoer, all worries vanished, and her heart felt soft, like melting sugar water.
"Baoer, do you like me or do you like Mr. Chu?"
Lightly touching Baoer's tender cheek, Qin Yiren smiled with a complex expression, "Did I ask a stupid question? For you, having both Daddy and Mommy must be the happiest."
Due to unavoidable reasons, her childhood was spent as a dependent under another's roof.
Her foster mother was in poor health, bedridden all year round, and her foster father and brother did not welcome her presence, giving her only cold glances and indifference.
