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Zhou Yi was actually confused and not very clear-headed, but Song Xingwen's words made her subconsciously believe him, and without thinking much about it, she followed him.

The car drove on for what seemed like forever. Zhou Yi was in a daze, her mind filled with many thoughts, yet upon reflection, it seemed like she had nothing at all.

And so, the car came to a smooth stop in front of the gate of a magnificent villa that could only be seen on television.

Song Xingwen opened the car door for Zhou Yi, and as soon as the door opened, a loud cry came from inside.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Yi stopped thinking and immediately ran inside before her mind could process it.

Meanwhile, in the villa's living room, the woman seen yesterday was now holding and comforting the crying Wenren Yu.

Upon seeing Zhou Yi enter, she immediately carried Wenren Yu over, saying, "Miss Zhou, we really have no other choice. Please comfort the young master."

Before Zhou Yi could even put the bag down, the child handed it to her.

Zhou Yi quickly said, "Wait a moment."

She threw the bag on the ground, then picked up the child and patted her gently, saying softly, "Don't cry. Our little Yuyu is the cutest and smartest child in the world. We won't cry. Crying will make you feel uncomfortable and sick."

"We want our little Yuyu to grow up healthy and strong, and to become very handsome and beautiful. Everyone will love our little Yuyu."

Zhou Yi coaxed the child, walking quietly and patting him, then asked the woman, "Has the child had milk yet?"

The woman said, "He drank it just an hour ago. As soon as the little boy started crying, we checked the feeding time. It's impossible for him to be hungry so quickly after only an hour. We also checked the diaper, and it was wet, but we changed it quickly. However, the little boy still cried after we changed it. He wouldn't drink water, and he wouldn't take the pacifier either. He cried no matter what we did."

The woman was a professional postpartum nanny, and she used all her experience, but she still couldn't soothe the baby.

After hearing what the woman said, Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said, "She must have been frightened or caught a chill. Let me comfort her first."

As she spoke, Zhou Yi said to the crying little girl in her arms, "Is our little Yuyu having a nightmare? It's okay, it's just a dream, don't be afraid. Auntie is here with little Yuyu, and I'm here with little Yuyu too. We will all protect little Yuyu and won't let anyone bully our little Yuyu."

"Little Yuyu, don't be afraid."

Zhou Yi carried the child as she walked, speaking softly and gently, and even kissing the child. The child's crying noticeably subsided.

From the initial wailing to the gradual decrease in volume, and then to sobbing, the child finally calmed down.

Zhou Yi didn't stop, she kept walking while holding the child and singing to the child. Her voice was very gentle, and the songs she sang were very soft, which calmed everything around her.

Gradually, the child fell asleep, and the wet eyelashes finally settled peacefully on the eyelids, no longer shedding tears.

Song Xingwen stood not far away, holding his phone, looking at the baby in Zhou Yi's arms with his eyes closed, then looked at Zhou Yi and said to the person on the phone, "The young master is asleep."

"Let her stay."

"Tonight."

A deep, resonant voice came from the phone, accompanied by the sound of documents being turned over.

Song Xingwen said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xingwen stepped forward and stood in front of Zhou Yi, whispering, "Miss Zhou, President Chen is away on a business trip and can't come back right now. He asked you to stay tonight."

Zhou Yi was holding the child, her hand gently patting the child's back. When she heard Song Xingwen's words, she paused and her brows furrowed for a moment.

Zhou Yi wouldn't stay out all night unless there were unforeseen circumstances, and tonight's situation was one of those unforeseen circumstances.

She looked at the sleeping little face in her arms, thought for a while, and then whispered, "Assistant Song, Xiao Yuyu has stopped crying now. Aunt Dong can take care of Xiao Yuyu."

Aunt Dong was the woman who had been taking care of the child.

Looking at the person in front of him, Song Xingwen said, "Miss Zhou, you should be able to tell that the young master likes you very much. If you leave now, and the young master cries and we come looking for you later, it will be troublesome."

"Besides, it will take you an hour to get back now, and if you rest, it will be too late. Why don't you stay here tonight and rest with the young master? I'll take you to the baby store early tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, Song Xingwen paused slightly, noticing the hesitation in Zhou Yi's eyes, and continued, "The young master's mother died in a car accident not long after he was born. President Chen is busy with work and cannot take care of the young master. Although the young master is young, he should be able to sense the situation at home, so he always cries and fusses."

"And every time Miss Zhou hugs the young master, he doesn't cry, which is something no one else can do. I think the young master likes Miss Zhou."

"Therefore, I implore Miss Zhou to stay here, just for tonight."

Zhou Yi wouldn't pry into her customers' private affairs, nor would she overthink them, since everyone has their own life to live.

Now, hearing Song Xingwen say this, she realized that the child's mother had passed away when she was so young. No wonder she had never met the mistress of the house, nor even the master of the house.

This child must be extremely insecure.

Zhou Yi, having worked in this industry and interacted with so many customers, understands children. Don't assume that children don't know when they need to urinate; they actually do know, but they just can't express it verbally and can only cry.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi's heart softened, and the scales tipped to one side.

"Then...then I'll stay with Xiaoyuyu tonight. Xiaoyuyu's father should be back tomorrow. It'll be good when her father comes back."

"Okay, thank you, Ms. Zhou."

"No, I... I just don't want the child to cry."

She felt sorry for the child. Of all the customers she had met before, this was the first child without a mother and whose father was rarely home.

She felt sorry for this child.

Zhou Yi agreed, and Song Xingwen then asked Aunt Dong to tidy up, as Zhou Yi would be taking care of the child that night.

Aunt Dong understood and immediately went upstairs to help the maid tidy up the nursery.

The child is so young and needs someone to sleep with him. Previously, Aunt Dong took care of Wenren Yu, but now that Zhou Yi is here, Zhou Yi will naturally take care of the child.

Zhou Yi thought she would sleep in the guest room and that Aunt Dong would still take care of the child, but she didn't expect that Song Xingwen meant for her to sleep with the child.

Zhou Yi became nervous: "Assistant Song, I've never put a child to sleep before, I'm worried I won't do it well."

Song Xingwen said, "Miss Zhou, don't worry. Aunt Dong is right next door. Just call Aunt Dong if you need anything."

After saying that, Song Xingwen raised his hand to look at his watch and said to Zhou Yi, "Miss Zhou, I'll go back first. I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning to go to the maternity and baby store."

After saying this, Song Xingwen left. Before Zhou Yi could finish speaking, Song Xingwen left the living room and got into his car.

The car quickly disappeared from sight.

Zhou Yi, holding her child, stared blankly at the car that was disappearing in a flash.