C528 Misunderstanding

She leaned in close to Wen Chichi, cautiously asking, "Mommy, who was that bad man just now?"

He looked so much like Wen Zhouzhou, almost as if they were cut from the same mold.

Wen Chichi had nearly forgotten about this detail. This sensitive child probably already had a hundred different thoughts running through her mind. She knew she needed to explain everything clearly