Chengcheng sat beside her, wiping her tears with a tissue, his soft, mushy voice comforting her, "Auntie, don't cry. Auntie is a big kid, big kids don't cry."
He heard the sound of a door opening and glanced towards the doorway.
Upon recognizing the person standing at the door, the little one's face instantly showed an expression of rejection.
Gu Nanqiao could guess what she had said to Chengcheng, although she was a bit puzzled—hadn't she left last night? Why had she come back?
As for Chengcheng's rejection of her, she didn't really mind.
After all, a child doesn't have the capacity to discern right from wrong. Choosing those close to them is just their natural instinct.
Gu Nanqiao lazily covered her mouth and yawned, "Miss Lin, didn't you leave? Why are you back?"
Lin Qingge raised her wet, large eyes, looking pitifully at her, her voice crying out, "Miss Gu, can't you really let me stay?"
"…"
What does she mean, she can't?
