Douya looked up through tear-filled eyes and saw a stranger standing before him, causing his cries to pause for a moment.
The eyes, swollen like little walnuts, were immediately revealed in front of Xu Lijing.
At this moment, the child's clearer and more dimensional features also entered Xu Lijing's sight.
She inspected the child with unprecedented seriousness. With the genes of Xu Zijin and Yan Yinuo as a basis, even though this little crybaby looked rather ugly now, the delicate and beautiful outline of the child could still be seen.
She raised an eyebrow and slowly squatted down in front of Douya.
The last time she dealt with such a young child was nearly thirty years ago, when Yan Yinuo was little.
Now...
"Lijing, the child is still young and doesn't understand anything, you mustn't..." do something too outrageous, frightening Douya.
The old lady's voice rang out timely, seemingly reminding her to be gentler with the child, fearing she might harm Douya.
