Shen Hanqian, unable to contain her joy, interrupted Xiao Qingcang's words. "Wait, let me tell the child!"
"Alright…" Xiao Qingcang's expression remained stern.
Little Junjun looked at his father and mother curiously, noticing that their expressions were overly restrained—restrained with joy and excitement.
Without them even saying anything, Junjun could sense it was definitely good news, so he was impatient. "Mom, hurry up and tell me, what's the good news?"
Shen Hanqian took several deep breaths to steady her trembling voice before saying, "Junjun, I'm your biological mom, the one who carried you. You are truly the child I lost—you are truly the child I lost!"
Little Junjun's eyes widened as he froze for a few seconds, then he exclaimed in surprise and delight. "Mom, really? I'm really your child?"
"Yes…" Shen Hanqian nodded.
