I saw Mingwen's face muscles twitching, so I quickly placed Yitian in the chair beside her, "We are of the same generation, we inevitably get closer, you know how children are—they just love being doted on."
The closer Yitian and I became in front of Mingwen, the more distant she would become with her birth mother, fearing that she would receive even less affection from her brother at home in the future.
All I could do was try my best not to get too close with Yitian in front of Mingwen.
"Anyway, thank you, Miss Chen, for saving our Yitian. Our family isn't well-off financially, here is three thousand yuan as a reward."
Mingwen put down a thick red envelope and left with Yitian in her arms.
I could tell she was very uncomfortable that Yitian had once mistaken me for her mother, and was also worried that it might happen again in the future, so she kept her guard up.
After Yitian left, my heart felt like it was missing a piece.
