Take Care Of Her

"Tingting, I'm here… I'm here…"

Xue Yating heard An Xianming's voice and immediately burst into tears. "Little Uncle… Sob…"

"Don't cry, don't cry. Uncle will get our child back. Just you wait!"

He asked her to sit by the bed and wait for him. He went to the door to look for Xue Zhengrong and asked, "Where's the child? Hurry up and let me carry her over!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xue Zhengrong had already asked the servant to bring the child over. An Xianming took the child from the servant and carefully held it in his arms. He looked at the little baby's cute little face.

They had already heard that this child was specially adopted by Xue Zhengrong. Now, they could only use this child in place of their deceased child.

An Xianming carried the child into the room and came to Xue Yating. "Tingting, look, the baby is here. The baby is very good."