So, she gently turned the doorknob, slightly opening the white wooden door, and peered inside.
At the desk, Qin Sijue was staring at the laptop screen, having opened a stack of documents from his email.
Sensing that the door to the study had been pushed open, his dark, narrow eyes slightly lifted, and he caught sight of her standing behind the door.
"Come here."
He raised his hand and gestured to her.
Gu Qiangwei moved her dark, large eyes and then pushed open the door, walking straight toward him.
Upon getting closer, he reached out, pulled her into his arms, sat her on his lap, and together, they looked at the computer screen.
"In Jingcheng, there are 103 women named 'Tang Xinruo.' After excluding those of unsuitable ages, there are still 42. Take a look and see if any of them are your mother."
Staring at the photos displayed in the documents, Gu Qiangwei couldn't help but reach out and scroll the mouse.
