Li Beijue watched the little one leave without hesitation, rubbing his tired brow.
Could he really let that woman, Jiang Baobao, come into contact with Yanbao?
Could Yanbao truly recover by her side?
...
The next evening.
Jiang Baobao had taken Yanbao out early in the morning.
But unfortunately, they were caught up in the evening rush hour and arrived twenty minutes late.
Upon reaching the pickup area, they immediately spotted a fashionably dressed young girl, who was looking around with a porcelain-doll-like little girl in tow.
"Xiao Tang! Tiantian!"
Jiang Baobao instantly saw her little treasures and immediately ran over with Yanbao in her arms.
Cai Xiaotang also looked over in their direction.
Before she could speak, she felt her hand suddenly lighten.
"Mommy!"
Tiantian, wearing a dress, charged toward Jiang Baobao like a pink cannonball and plunged into her embrace in an instant.
Jiang Baobao felt her heart melting.
