"It's okay, it's fine." Lin Fan patted Wang Qitian's head. He was still just a child, though it had been less than half a month since he was born, he already looked like he was eight years old, but in the end, he was still a baby.
"I miss my mom," Wang Qitian said.
"Missing your mom is very normal. The day before yesterday your dad called to ask about you, and I said you're doing well. He told you to keep it up and not to worry about home. They are doing well, so there's no need to worry," Lin Fan said.
Wang Qitian blinked, "Uncle Lin, am I an abandoned child?"
"Why would you say that?" Lin Fan felt this child needed some good communication, a proper guidance since he was asking if he was an abandoned child.
This left Lin Fan feeling quite surprised.
"Because they haven't come to see me," Wang Qitian didn't miss Wang Zixuan, who was his cheap and useless dad. He missed his mom the most.
