After a moment of deep thought, he looked at Che Huan, "That little boy seems quite fond of you."
Why does uncle keep referring to the little guy?
Does he really think the little guy is her and Huo Jinnan's child?
Che Huan didn't know how to explain clearly, "The child has been without a mother since childhood; he seems to spend a lot of time outside, probably quite lonely."
Without a mother?
Wen Hua seemed to have his suspicions confirmed, "Don't mention these things to your mom. If she doesn't ask, you say nothing."
Che Huan furrowed her brows, looking at Wen Hua.
Wen Hua, fearing Che Huan would ask further, gently patted her shoulder, "After several days, uncle is really tired. I'll head back to the hotel to rest."
Che Huan bit her lip, watching Wen Hua leave, and thinking back on the conversation, she couldn't shake the feeling that uncle seemed to know something, yet was hiding something from her.
