Chen Xiaoya stopped in her tracks, standing there frozen.
Qiao Junnan saw hope, caught up to her, and stood behind her. "Can you stay for Xiaowen? You are Xiaowen's mother."
It took a while before Chen Xiaoya turned around.
She shook her head with a bitter laugh. "Mr. Qiao, that's not a funny joke. You can't do this; how can a child randomly recognize a mother?"
Qiao Junnan said urgently, "You really are his mother!"
"Do you think I would believe you just because you say so?" Chen Xiaoya said disbelievingly. "If it were so easy to find my child, I wouldn't have shed so many tears. If my child were so easy to find, I wouldn't have been searching for so many years!"
"What can I say for you to believe me?" Qiao Junnan was truly about to lose his mind.
"Don't say anything!" Chen Xiaoya left these words and quickly ran out of his office.
