Ye Ning looked at him in surprise. He draped an arm around Ye Ning's shoulder, gazing defiantly at the little boy.
The boy peered at the two with skeptical eyes.
"What sort of look is that?" asked Mu Yeli.
The boy pouted, "What a pity."
Unexpectedly, Mu Yeli felt quite gratified by the boy's envious expression and held Ye Ning a bit more closely.
At the entrance, Ye Ning reported the boy's situation to the receptionist.
The waiter promptly alerted the entire supermarket.
The Chinese supermarket was huge and spread across three floors and, for the time being, nobody came to claim the boy. The boy sat there, dangling his legs, his mixed-race face was extremely adorable.
"Did my mom abandon me?" he asked.
"How could that be possible?" Ye Ning squatted down, "Your mom must be anxiously looking for you right now."
The boy shook his head, "It seems like my mom doesn't like me very much."
"Why would you say that?"
"Because I've never seen my dad..."
