Leng Youchen pursed his lips. He was always someone who dreaded trouble, and when he first saw the child at the door, his initial reaction was to call the police and have them help find his family.
But upon seeing his face, some strange instinct made him bring the child home. As he watched the child sobbing with tears and snot all over his face, he surprisingly didn't find him repulsive.
"So, you've been left at my door by your aunt?" Leng Youchen summed up, "Then where's your mommy?"
Wei Chenchen lowered his head, feeling sad at the mention of his mommy, "My mommy is very busy, but she promised me that she would take me to the aquarium tomorrow. Uncle, can you help me contact my mommy?"
"What's your mommy's phone number? I'll call her."
Wei Chenchen scratched his head, trying hard to remember his mommy's number, but he couldn't recall it, and tears began to well up, "I can't remember, boo hoo, even though mommy taught me to memorize it."
