So.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Xiaye spoke with great difficulty: "Mr. Ji, I will give you an explanation... but, could you give me a little more time?"
Ji Liangchen was slightly taken aback.
Ultimately, he turned to glance at Yan Xiaye without leaving a trace, and with a faint smile, he replied, "How long approximately?"
"A month... is that alright?" Yan Xiaye's long eyelashes trembled gently, knowing her request was unreasonable, and she spoke without much confidence, her words drifting lightly in the wind, "Give me another month."
At the moment, Ji Liangchen knew her true identity, making it impossible to approach him.
The only method she could think of was to hire a private detective, and use this last month to find out where Ji Liangchen's son was and find a way to meet that little guy, obtaining a hair sample for a DNA test.
If the test results were as she expected, then, regardless of the price, she hoped to reunite with her baby.
