"Then how... did she end up here?"
"I'm not sure either. She said her mom brought her here. I didn't see anyone outside just now, let me call and ask later!" Nan Jiayan took a deep breath, feeling a bit troubled. He had never taken care of a child before; he had only seen her a few times before this.
"Little Yu'er, have you had breakfast?"
The little girl nodded, "I have."
"Do you want to eat some more?"
"I want to drink milk."
After hearing this, Nan Jiayan turned around and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them in front of Lu Shishu, "Shi Shu, put on the slippers first, don't catch a cold. You take Little Yu'er for breakfast. I'll make a phone call." Saying this, he crouched down to wipe away the tears on the little girl's face, "Little Yu'er, you go have milk with this pretty sister, brother is going to make a call."
