After a moment, Aunt Zhou returned with Nian Nian in her arms.
The little guy looked so pitiful. Although he was wrapped in someone else's coat, he was still wet from head to toe.
His hair, which had originally dried, now looked messy, to say nothing of his pitiful little expression.
When Nian Nian saw Su Yingru, his little mouth quivered again.
However, Nian Nian was a particularly smart child and rarely cried loudly. Who knows where he learned it from, but no matter how wronged he felt, he'd at most pout, like a little grown-up, knowing to hold it in.
But the more he acted like this, the more pained Su Yingru felt.
Before Su Yingru could approach, Wen Changrong stepped forward first, taking the child from Aunt Zhou's arms. After checking him over carefully, he said: "Didn't Grandpa teach you not to go with strangers?"
The little guy fixed his gaze on him, clearly frightened.
