"Mama...Mama..." Little Xingzhe immediately stretched out his arms towards Yao Anqi.
Mo Zixi did not say a word, but Yao Anqi understood how he felt, "Hand me the kid."
"It's not convenient for you to take care of him right now. I simply came here to ask you if there's anything I should be cautious of and to check if there's any baby products I can take back. I will take Xingzhe back to the Mo Family Home and take care of him," Mo Zixi spoke in a slow and relatively composed manner, but no one knew that his heart was actually fluctuating.
"OK, I'll write everything down and give you a few things to take with you," Yao Anqi said obediently as her eyes turned red.
When Mo Zixi saw this, he immediately explained, "I don't mean to take the child away from you. What I'm trying to say is, if you're busy right now, you can take care of him later when you have some time."
