The babysitter panicked for a moment and pulled out her phone to call Lin Wanyun.
"Wait, no need to call; he's over there."
A small night light was lit inside a tent on the balcony, casting a small, pitiful, and helpless shadow onto the tent.
Chi Yue felt a tug at her heart and slowly approached him.
"Xiao Bai, it's me, Aunt Yueyue."
The small shadow moved a little, then suddenly crawled out and threw himself onto Chi Yue, tightly hugging her.
Chi Yue instinctively embraced him, feeling his helplessness; her eyes stung, and she gently patted him, "Don't be afraid. I'll take you to our home; Mianmian is waiting for you."
Zhan Mobai didn't speak, clinging to her tightly, fearing that if she let go, no one would care for him anymore.
Chi Yue felt a pang of heartache and simply picked him up, soothing him softly, "Don't worry, your mommy had something urgent to handle, so she asked me to come and pick you up. You can play with Mianmian for the next few days, okay?"
