"Lori, let's go home with mommy. You have no idea how much I was worried about you all night. I couldn't sleep, and I couldn't eat either. I've bought your favorite pasta. Hmm?" Ling Meng said it as gently as possible, trying to get Lori to look at her.
But Lori still didn't lift her face and kept her head down.
"Are you really her mother?" Richard asked as he took a leisurely sip of his coffee. "It seems this child doesn't recognize you," deadpanned Richard.
"That's ridiculous. She knows me very well. Isn't that right, Lori? Are you mad that I almost forgot you at the airport yesterday?"
"Hmm. She has every right to be upset." Richard answered the question. "Do you have any proof that you are her mother? This child was almost taken away by the kidnappers yesterday, so I was a bit protective of her."
