"How did you sleep last night?"
Lady Huang sat down beside Yan Bin, asking with a cheerful smile.
Yan Bin hurriedly stood up, speaking a bit anxiously, "I slept very well."
"Sit down and talk, no need to be nervous." At her words, Yan Bin carefully sat down.
Looking at this still baby-faced Yan Bin, Lady Huang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, feeling a bit of pity.
"I've already contacted your parents. They'll be coming to take you home soon," Lady Huang said.
"Parents?"
Yan Bin gazed towards the distant sky. His parents had become a vague memory.
The deepest impression was riding on his father's shoulders, going shopping with his mother and aunt.
"Binbin, you need to learn to walk on your own, don't always make your father carry you."
A woman said to him with a laugh, and that should be his mother, right?
"I'm still a kid, when dad gets old, I will carry him and let him ride on my shoulders."
The man beneath him laughed happily at these words, but his face was blurry.
