Lin Hanxing's men came and left quickly, without a sound.
She carried the guinea pig and got into the black Bugatti, waiting for the thunder valiant beast to come out.
Yuan Bao snuggled into Lin Hanxing's arms like a little puppy and let Lin Hanxing wipe his face with a wet tissue.
Lin Hanxing was very patient with the little sheep dumpling.
"Auntie, can you keep uncle company?"
Yuan Bao blinked, his eyelashes fluttering like a small fan. His big eyes were bright and full of hope.
If first aunt could always be by first uncle's side, then she could always protect him.
Lin Hanxing's hand stopped.
She couldn't explain to this little sheep dumpling that she wasn't actually his aunt.
"Were you scared just now?"
Lin Hanxing pinched Yuan Bao's chubby face and changed the topic without a trace.
Yuan Bao nodded his head adorably, but there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes.
