Mom.
In every sense, it's a very weighty title—for a mom, the corresponding title is naturally "child."
A mother can't possibly remain indifferent upon seeing her child—especially if it's a lost child, she would be even more anxious.
However, the woman being hugged by this child at the moment clearly did not show such a reaction.
She merely looked down at this child, her lips slightly parted, appearing quite surprised.
"Is this your child?" The guard seemed somewhat unable to react, but like Song Ying, had noticed the resemblance between the child and the foreign young man.
"This isn't my child." The woman finally spoke, shaking her head. Yet she also carefully observed the child's face, feeling a strange sensation in her heart—an odd feeling, "But he..."
She then turned to look at the foreign young man beside her.
The young man seemed to realize something as well, shaking his head in confusion.
