There was a strange silence in the corridor, only the firm voice of the cold words echoed in the corridor.

"uncle and aunt, now, can I see the baby?"

the eyes of people looking at Leng Yunuo are complex, moving, admiring, distressing, pitying and inconceivable.

"yes." Lingxiaotian's shock in the bottom of his heart was covered up by the appearance. This girl, young and persistent in her feelings, moved him. Maybe, before that, they were all wrong.

"thank you." At this time, Leng Yunuo is so natural. There are no tears or sadness on her face. There is only a little woman and her mother's love. She needs to be...