Seeing the little guy's nervous look, Ye Feifei quickly put down the things in her hands and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter."
The little guy raised his head when he heard it, but when he looked up and saw Ye Feifei, his eyes turned red and he called "Mom" with a choked voice.
Ye Feifei was confused by the sound of mother. What's going on? Whose child is this? Just call her mother!
"Kid, what did you call me just now?" Ye Feifei knelt down and looked at the child's big, round eyes, shining with tears.
The little guy opened his arms, hugged Ye Feifei fiercely, and called again, "Mom."
At this time, the surrounding parents all came together.
"Isn't this Xiao Zichen's mother? Why does another child call her mother?"
"I know this kid, he's Li Zimo from the top class. Aren't his parents over there?"
Ye Feifei didn't understand the situation either. She patted the child's back gently and comforted her: "Kid, don't cry, don't cry. Have you recognized the wrong person?"
The little guy hugged Ye Feifei tightly and whimpered, "You are mom."
Uh... what should I do? Ye Feifei picked up the little guy and said softly: "Kid, where are your parents?"
The little guy didn't speak, buried his head in Ye Feifei's chest, and just cried quietly.
Xiao Ling, who was drinking juice with a little bun over there, saw Ye Feifei, picked up the little bun and rushed over.
Xiao Ling asked nervously: "What's wrong?"
Ye Feifei curled her lips and said helplessly: "This kid hugged me and called me mommy...I..."
Now the little bun was unhappy. He said with hostility, "That's my mommy!"
Hearing what Little Baozi said, Li Zimo, who was crying, turned his head and said stubbornly: "No, this is my mother!"
The words of the two children completely attracted everyone's attention. The corners of Ye Feifei's mouth twitched slightly, and her head was covered with black lines. It became lively now, and the focus of the day was indeed him.
"Mommy, I am your baby. Put him down quickly!" Little Baozi pointed at Li Zimo in Ye Feifei's arms, tears pouring down, threatening to sweep the world.
When Ye Feifei saw this, she immediately put Li Zimo down, stepped forward and hugged the little bun. She said to Xiao Ling distressedly: "Husband, it has nothing to do with me..."
"Zimo, what's going on?" Suddenly, a blond woman with blue eyes came over. She was graceful, wearing a cheongsam, and spoke fluent Northeastern dialect.
Li Zimo heard the sound, turned around, and looked at the woman aggrievedly, "Mommy, I saw my mother."
Everyone: "..." What kind of script is this?
Ye Feifei's face was full of questions, and I, the client, said I was also confused.
The blond woman picked up Li Zimo and followed the little guy's line of sight to see Ye Feifei.
After meeting Ye Feifei's eyes, the blond woman suddenly exclaimed, "Husband, come here quickly!"
At this time, a man walked out of the crowd. This man was tall, with brown hair, three-dimensional facial features, and a slim-fitting suit that fit perfectly on his body.
"Oh my mom!" The man's Northeastern dialect was also very authentic. He opened his eyes wide and came to Ye Feifei.
"Son, this is really your mother." The man looked at Li Zimo excitedly.
Ye Feifei petrified, what do you mean? What do you mean she is really a mother? Brother, although I have cheated many men before, I have never cheated you, and I have never even met you, okay?
Why did a kid show up and make me take the blame?
It seems that the melon seeds in the hands of the melon-eaters have been prepared, and they are ready to watch this annual drama. But unexpectedly, Ye Feifei not only did not cause a crisis, but actually received praise.