All emotions were fleeting. Shi Jiayin lifted her beautiful face, a smile on her lips, and elegantly walked into the ward in her high heels.
"Miss Shi, what brings you here?"
The butler Zhou's surprised voice rang out behind Ning Xia. She froze for a moment, reflexively turning her head, her dark pupils slightly widened.
Shi Jiayin had actually come here... Could it be... that Little Crybaby was her son?
"I heard Lele was sick, and I was so worried, so I came to see him," Shi Jiayin's gentle voice carried a thick concern as she spoke and walked towards the bed.
Apparently in her hurry, she hadn't noticed Ning Xia and squeezed past her, gripping Little Crybaby's hand, "Lele, mommy is here to see you, does it hurt a lot? Don't be afraid, mommy is here!"
Just as she suspected... it was indeed her son!
