Li Yeqi held Yan Luoxi as they entered the villa, where a young girl sat on the couch. Seeing them come in, she stood up with a reserved expression and looked at them helplessly.
Yan Luoxi approached her, sizing her up. "Are you the child's mother?"
The girl in front of her looked to be only about 20, with a petite melon-seed face and delicate features. Her timid appearance made Yan Luoxi soften her tone involuntarily.
"Yes, Little Buding is my son. I'm sorry for causing you trouble during this time." The young girl bowed and apologized. "That night, I was taking Little Buding for a walk. I just stepped away for a moment to throw away some trash, and when I looked back, the child was gone."
Yan Luoxi frowned, disapprovingly saying, "Don't you know there are many bad people in this world? The child is so young, and you dared to leave him alone; that was very careless."
"What Miss Yan says is right, I know I was wrong. Can I see my son now?"
