***
Pushing Xiaoshun out for a bit, she unexpectedly saw Qi Cong again.
Seeing her, Qi Cong hurriedly stood up and greeted her, "Mrs. Qiao, hello, we meet again!"
"Hello."
Mai Xiaomai felt something was off about him.
But looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to have any malicious intent.
Qi Cong's gaze softened instantly as he looked at the sleeping Xiaoshun in the stroller. He walked to the front of the stroller, squatted down, and touched Xiaoshun's face.
"Sir, you seem quite interested in my child."
Mai Xiaomai couldn't help but ask.
Qi Cong nodded, "Mm, I don't know why, but the moment I saw him, I felt a special connection."
"Haha—"
Hearing his explanation, Mai Xiaomai didn't know what to say, she could only chuckle dryly.
"Mrs. Qiao, may I take a picture of Xiaoshun?"
Qi Cong took out his phone to ask.
"That's not good."
