The little boy's words made everyone around him gasp in shock—it was clearly Mu Yi's grocery store, but the boy claimed to be Mu Yi's son.
And Bai Xin was Mu Yi's wife—didn't everyone know that Mu Yi truly loved his wife, even though they didn't have children, their affection seemed as strong as ever.
If this was true, the irony of their love would be so poignant.
"Little friend, you must be mistaken, this is our family's grocery store, and I don't have a child as big as you. If you're looking for your father, you might have to go home to find him."
Bai Xin crouched down, looking gently at the little boy.
She reached out her hand, intending to pat his head, but the boy pushed her away.
Bai Xin's eyes narrowed, as if she couldn't understand why the little boy was suddenly acting this way.
"It's you, it's you who took away my daddy. My daddy is Mu Yi, I want to go home, but daddy said it's because of you. Can you... can you give my daddy back to me?"
