"Xinxin, your drumstick is ready."
Feng Yan came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of drumsticks in her hand.
When Xinxin saw the drumsticks and smelled the aroma, she temporarily pushed aside her longing for her mother.
She followed Feng Yan to the dining room with a smile on her face.
Enen walked to the doorway of the dining room, then turned back to glance in Qin Zheng's direction.
Qin Zheng met his worried gaze and waved at him with a smile.
Enen immediately returned to his side.
"I'll call you back in a bit."
After saying this to the person on the other side of the phone, Yu Xusheng, Qin Zheng ended the call.
"Enen, are you worried about Mommy?"
Qin Zheng stepped forward, crouched down, and looked into Enen's eyes.
Enen pursed his lips, nodded, and asked in a quiet voice, "Uncle, did something really happen to my mommy?"
Qin Zheng felt pain for such a worried Enen.
So young, yet mature beyond his years like a child grown before his time.
