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Chapter 760 Revival! 2

Chapter 760: Chapter 760 Revival! 2

It was a man, very young, wearing a white shirt, a black silk ribbon tied casually at the collar. His features held an enchanting allure, especially within such an artistic photograph, and his eyes, bathed in the black-and-white halo, stared over here with a quasi-smile.

Who was that?

When she saw this photo, suddenly, it was as if something flashed through her mind.

"Come, little Tianshu, give your daddy a bow, wish him a happy new year." As she looked on in shock, Ou Mufeng who was holding the child beside her, suddenly placed her tiny baby on the ground and prompted him to kowtow to the photograph.

Daddy?

The man in this photo, was this child’s father?

Ye Ning lowered her gaze towards the child...

It was a child just past one year old, dressed in a thick cotton-padded jacket, also wearing a fluffy little cap, extremely cute, especially now that the woman behind him had placed him on the ground, his chubby little hands propped on the floor made him even more adorable.

Ye Ning’s fingers finally moved!

She liked children, and she didn’t know why, but seeing the child kneeling there, she finally asked, "Is this the child?"

"Yes, the only child left, do you want to hold him?"

Ye Ning: "..."

To let her hold him? Why? Didn’t she loathe her to the bones? She even called her the murderer who killed her nephew and sister-in-law. So why let her hold the baby?

Ye Ning felt something was off and wanted to refuse, but at this moment, the woman had already brought the child to her: "Come, little Tianshu, let your third auntie hold you, come."

With an easy gesture, the chubby child was placed on Ye Ning’s lap.

Ye Ning, upon seeing this, was so frightened that she hastily embraced the child: "You..."

"Giggle, giggle... daddy..."

A one-year-old child, who couldn’t speak yet, upon finding himself placed on someone, laughed cheerily without any stranger anxiety, and his little hand reached out towards her face.

LIttle children are always like that, especially those who aren´t shy, even more so.

Ye Ning saw this, and as she remembered her own child and was about to say something, she swallowed her words. Just as she was about to amuse the child, she suddenly noticed from the corner of her eye that there seemed to be something missing from the child’s hand.

Was that... a burned finger?

She paused, and in that instant, her gaze fixed on the child’s cute but imperfect little hand, and then suddenly, she felt something flash in her mind, and an image of a basket holding a baby being thrown appeared before her eyes.

What was that?

What thing?

Her pupils shrank fiercely, and in an instant, her grip on the child in her arms loosened.

"Third young madam—"

"Tianshu!!!"

Everyone standing here was stunned to see the child falling out of her hands, and Xiaohe, who had not left, whether it was her standing in front or Ou Mufeng and her daughter, all exclaimed in shock.

And Ou Mufeng, her exaggeratedly wide arms embracing her own head.

At this juncture, she didn’t catch the child but instead held her head?

It was a truly lightning-fast turn of events, one that no one had expected, not even the little maid.