However, this woman seemed impenetrable, like an insurmountable fortress that left you completely puzzled.
Then, Yu Anwan sneered. "Well, I'm sorry, President Wen. You're overthinking it. Xiaobao has nothing to do with you. I've said it before, Xioabao is my child."
"Xioabao looks a lot like Zhanyan," Wen Jin said straightforwardly.
"Nonsense, they're both my children. How could they not look alike?" Yu Anwan retorted without hesitation.
Wen Jin was left speechless.
"If there's nothing else, please let me go, President Wen. I need to take Xiaobao home. She's still young and needs to rest. I promise I'll meet you at the airport tomorrow, and I won't go back on my word," Yu Anwan expressed her stance clearly.
As she finished speaking, Yu Anwan tried to withdraw her hand from Wen Jin's grasp.
However, Wen Jin showed no intention of letting go. He simply continued to gaze at Yu Anwan.
