Wen Cheng also echoed worriedly, "Yes, Jiaren has amnesia, what about Xiao'er?"
Xiao'er?
Who is Xiao'er?
Wen Laibao's son?
Just as Wen Jiaren was puzzled, a small figure quietly approached her. When she came to her senses, Mu Xiao was already standing in front of her, holding a teddy bear, his pair of distinct black and white eyes staring straight at her.
Wen Jiaren was full of shock. She could confirm that the child in front of her had a high level of cultivation, otherwise, how could she not notice him at all?
When they locked eyes, Wen Jiaren froze there. The boy in front of her was incredibly beautiful. He was completely different from Rong Xing, who looked cute. The boy in front of her had extremely exquisite features with a face finely carved like jade, especially his jet-black eyes, which were particularly attractive.
But for some reason, she saw a deep sense of grievance in his clean, dark eyes.
Xiao'er? Could he be the Xiao'er they mentioned?
