"Fang Tong, come with us."
Su Yu'an held Chu Ziyang's small hand and invited the woman once more.
The woman glanced down at her daughter, hesitated slightly, but did not object. She just took out her phone and called the servant who was looking for the little baby to tell her that the child had been found.
Su Yu'an smiled slightly and led the group to Lin Qian.
Lin Qian was drinking soup. When she looked up and saw the suddenly appearing woman, she hurriedly put down her bowl.
"Tong!"
What a coincidence, it was Fang Tong.
The woman lightly pressed her lips together and greeted Lin Qian, "Miss Lin, we meet again."
"Yes, yes, please sit down."
Lin Qian was full of surprise, moved aside to make room, and motioned for Fang Tong to sit.
Fang Tong hesitated slightly, pressed her lips, and sat down.
She reached out, wanting to hold her daughter, but the little baby clung to Chu Ziyang, unwilling to let go.
"Nianxi, this is your daughter Nianxi, right?"