Upon hearing the news, Yan's mother had mixed feelings.
That girl, she really is a headache.
"Since Yan Ye has brought that child back home, then he must be of our Yan Family's blood." Yan's mother's throat tightened, and she spoke with a strained tone.
"Madam, would you like to accept that child?"
"Let me think about it." Yan's mother pressed a hand to her temple, suffering a great headache.
Dinner time.
Xiaocheng first drank a bottle of milk and then was fed a small bowl of porridge by Xinying.
After eating the porridge, Xiaocheng wanted to go to the villa's front yard to look at the lotuses.
"Wait for mommy to finish eating, and I'll take you to see the lotus, okay?" Xinying was a bit hungry.
With Yan Ye not yet returned, she wanted to quickly finish her meal without having to eat with him later.
"Oh, okay, mommy go eat food." Xiaocheng let go of Xinying's hand and then clung to the butler's leg, asking the butler to take him.
