1811. The Woman He Holds in the Palm of His Hand
Because that woman had her back to him, he didn't get a clear look at what the child in his arms actually looked like.
Ali chuckled. "Don't worry, Boss. I just yelled at her for a bit and she ran off in a panic!"
"Jing, since nothing happened, just let it go. We still have to take Wanwan to Disneyland. If we're any later, we'll be wasting time."
A cool, restrained voice sounded.
The woman speaking in his ear was none other than Lin Guanguan.
She was holding Lin Wanwan in her arms, who had just been slightly frightened by the sudden braking, a gentle smile on her face.
Lin Wanwan had always loved those animated characters in Disneyland, but because of Lin Guanguan's special status, they had never been able to show up in such public places.
Today, Mu Shaojing had unexpectedly suggested bringing them here himself, which made Lin Wanwan so happy she could hardly contain herself.
