Nuoyan sighed inwardly as he looked at her, "Ziqi, eat more. Moli will feel heartbroken if he sees you've become thinner when he comes back."
Although An Ziqi appeared normal in front of them every day, many nights could be heard the suppressed crying from outside her bedroom.
Hearing the name Xiao Moli, An Ziqi's actions paused slightly, her eyes grew sour and even the tip of her nose started to redden, as she lowered her eyes and softly responded, "Mmm."
Xiao Chen remained silent, not speaking a word. Suddenly, the phone placed on the table rang. He looked down, set aside the chopsticks he was holding, and picked it up to answer.
After hearing the report on the phone, his pupils contracted and he abruptly stood up.
"What did you say? Say it again?"
"Alright, I got it. Stay there, I'll come over immediately."
"What happened now? Where are you going?" Nuoyan looked up at him.
Xiao Chen turned his head, excitedly informed An Ziqi and Nuoyan, "Mommy, Ziqi, Moli has been found."
