"...Not necessarily."
Yan Jiu helplessly shook his head, "I know your deep affection for the young master, but he harbors a child's obsession for his biological mother. Imagine, every day at school he sees other kids with their moms, yet he has never known who his own mom is since birth. His behavior, for a five-year-old child, is already very strong."
Yan Xiaye certainly knew how outstanding Little Yunduo was.
But precisely because of that, she felt even more heartache for the almost demonically clever little guy, hoping he could be happy every day and not be used and constrained by people with ulterior motives.
Lowering her eyes in thought for a moment, she still didn't plan to give up, murmuring with a heavy expression, "Maybe I can understand his feelings, after all, it was not long ago that I found out I was just an adopted daughter of the Yan family."
