Mo Ang continued to ask. "I think your child hasn't started kindergarten yet, right? I saw the information that the child is not even one year old now, the child should be at home, right? Otherwise, you can have someone bring the child over, you should trust your own people."
"No need, the child is taking a nap now." An Ning spoke with irritation.
"The child must be hungry..." Mo Ang clearly stated.
The fact was indeed true, at that moment An Ning's phone rang, it was a call from Aunt Wang.
She hurriedly picked up. "Aunt Wang!"
"Young mistress, when are you coming back? Xinxin is crying so much now, she keeps wanting to breastfeed! I'm giving her formula here, but she won't take it no matter what."
Upon hearing this, An Ning became even more anxious. "Aunt Wang, I'm really not convenient right now, just coax her and give her some formula milk."
"Wah... wah... mama... milk..."
Xinxin's loud voice could be heard over the phone, crying pitifully.
