The little boy paid no heed to what anyone asked, his eyes fixed on the hundred-yuan note in Qiao Junnan's hand, his dirty little hand reaching out to grab it!
Shen Hanqian didn't care about the dirt either and grabbed the child's hand to stop him. "Child, tell Auntie, do you have family?"
Years of concern, especially the dream from yesterday, made Shen Hanqian involuntarily worry about the child before her.
Honestly, aside from being quite good-looking, if a bit dirty,
He was probably about the same height as Junjun, with a round little face and bright, round eyes, and he was a bit thin.
It's likely related to long-term malnutrition!
If such a child were cleaned up and dressed well, he would undoubtedly also be a handsome little guy.
If the child's mother knew how hard his life was, she'd be heartbroken!
The little boy gave Shen Hanqian a hesitant look and shook his head, his eyes still glued to the note in Qiao Junnan's hands.
