As she stepped off the plane, Qiao Qiao took a deep breath, finally, she was home.
It's undeniable, everything about her hometown was wonderful, just looking at it filled her with joy.
She took her child and got into a taxi.
The little one slept sweetly all the way, with an angelic smile at the corners of their lips, absolutely adorable.
She planted a kiss on the baby's cheek, lost in her happiness, when suddenly the taxi made an abrupt stop.
Before Qiao Qiao could even react, someone rushed over, opened the car door, and snatched the child from her arms.
She was shocked and furious, chasing after the car: "Who are you people, and why are you taking my child?!"
"Miss Qiao, we are from Mr. Ye. Mr. Ye says this is his son. You took Mr. Ye's child, and now Mr. Ye is just taking back what rightfully belongs to him! If Miss Qiao has any questions, you can go to this place to find Mr. Ye." The leading man in a suit said, handing Qiao Qiao Ye Shiqing's business card.
