Before Qian Yikun could reply, Mo Fei added, "Did this afternoon happen because of this?"
Qian Yikun grunted in affirmation. Mo Fei tsked. "Don't be silly. Mrs. Ding's daughter was lost just two days before that. She was lost the moment she was born."
Qian Yikun stopped the car at a red light and looked at Mo Fei. "Mrs. Ding's daughter?"
"That's right. Mrs. Ding was praying to the heavens for her daughter. The day Ye Cong found me was the day Mrs. Ding's daughter was born and disappeared." She looked at Qian Yikun with some disdain. "So, don't rub salt on her wound."
Qian Yikun stopped talking. He did not know what else he could say at this moment.
When the car arrived at the Qian family's house, Qian Yikun's mother reprimanded Qian Yikun for bringing Mo Fei out so late. Then, she dragged Mo Fei into the living room. "Are you feeling unwell? I got someone to make black chicken soup for you. Don't keep following this rascal around."
