Ming Jing took a step forward, and the woman holding the child took a step back, her eyes seeming to want to tear Ming Jing apart.
"No one can take my Nannan away... Nannan, be good, Mommy will take you home." The woman gently patted the girl's back, her voice soft as water.
"Sister, she is Nannan." Ming Jing walked forward step by step, her steps slow and gentle, her calm voice seemed to carry a magical power to bewitch.
The woman was stunned, overcome with joy and tears, and said to her husband, "I told you, she's my Nannan, how could I mistake her for the daughter I gave birth to?"
The man said bitterly, "Suwen, wake up, she's not...".
Shen Ke quickly grabbed him and shook his head.
"Now we can't stimulate her. Let her say whatever she wants, and first placate her feelings. Look at that girl." Shen Ke signalled him to look at Ming Jing.
Before they knew it, she was almost close to Han Suwen.