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"Who...who is she?"

It took Sheng Mingying a while to react. She pointed a trembling finger at Aunt Dong next to Zhou Yi, feeling a mix of excitement, nervousness, and agitation.

Seeing Sheng Mingying's expression, Aunt Dong smiled and said, "Madam, this is the nanny that the master hired for the young master, specially..."

"Aunt?"

"Take care of Yuyu?"

Aunt Dong was interrupted by Sheng Mingying before she could finish speaking. Sheng Mingying looked at the person sitting on the bed in front of her, bathed in sunlight, whose fair face made her look even more innocent, and said, "This child is taking care of Yuyu? How old is she? Is she still in school?"

Zhou Yi let her long hair down to sleep at night, and she hadn't had time to tie it up yet, so it was all loose down her back.

Her thick, seaweed-like long hair fell naturally, not messy at all, but instead wrapped around her face, making her look younger, like a high school student.

You could even say he's a junior high school student.

At this moment, it was not surprising at all that Sheng Mingying said this.

Aunt Dong smiled and said, "No, madam. Miss Zhou has been working for several years now, and she is twenty-three years old this year. She is an adult."

"Twenty-three?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"This kid looks like he's in his teens, how could he be twenty-three? Where's his ID? Hurry up and show it to me!"

When Sheng Mingying saw Zhou Yi holding the child, she immediately realized that they were mother and child, and that her son Xiao Liu had lied to her; the child's mother hadn't died in a car accident, and that she was perfectly fine.

However, fantasy is just fantasy, and Sheng Mingying quickly returned to reality and asked Aunt Dong.

Aunt Dong's words shattered the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

It's okay if this child isn't the mother, but someone Xiao Liu likes.

But to my surprise, it wasn't like that at all.

At this moment, Sheng Mingying's face was serious and quite frightening.

Zhou Yi was also frightened by Sheng Mingying's appearance, and immediately picked up Wenren Yu and got off the bed: "Madam, please wait a moment, I'll go get the ID card."

As she spoke, she handed the child to Aunt Dong, but as soon as Aunt Dong reached out to hug Wenren Yu, Wenren Yu frowned and cried.

Upon seeing Wenren Yu cry, Zhou Yi's heart tightened, and she immediately took the child back to comfort her: "Yu Yu, don't cry, Aunt Zhou Yi is just..."

"Give me the baby."

When Sheng Mingying saw Wenren Yu crying, her heart broke, and she immediately reached out to hug Wenren Yu.

Wenren Yu was naturally unwilling; he only wanted Zhou Yi.

But Zhou Yi knew that his grandmother loved her grandson, so even if the child cried, she had to give in to Sheng Mingying.

She handed Wenren Yu to Sheng Mingying, who immediately hugged the little one and comforted her, saying, "Yu Yu, I'm your grandma. Don't cry. Grandma will hold you and take you to play, okay?"

As she spoke, Sheng Mingying carried Wenren Yu into the children's room and played with his toys.

When Aunt Dong saw this, she said, "The young master must be hungry. I'll go make some milk powder."

Zhou Yi nodded: "I'll go get my ID card and wash up."

Since the old lady asked, I naturally had to go and get it. It just so happened that she hadn't washed up yet, and she needed to wash up and change her clothes.

“Okay, Miss Zhou, you go ahead. The old lady and I are here.”

"it is good."

Without further delay, Zhou Yi went to the next room to wash up and get ready.

Zhou Yi doesn't wear makeup; she usually just applies a little cream, as her skin is naturally good and cream is enough for her.

While she was washing up and getting ready, she could hear Wenren Yu crying from the next room, and it seemed that nothing she did could soothe her.

Hearing the crying, Zhou Yi felt anxious. She simply tied her hair into a bun and took her ID card to the nursery.

In the nursery, Sheng Mingying was holding the baby and sitting on the sofa, feeding him milk.

But the little one wouldn't eat; he cried loudly, shifting his body in her arms, completely uncooperative.

Seeing the little one like this, Sheng Mingying became anxious: "Why isn't this child drinking milk? He keeps crying. Is he feeling unwell?"

Sheng Mingying was extremely worried because the little one kept crying.

Aunt Dong said, "The young master wants Miss Zhou."

As they were talking, Zhou Yi quickly came in, and Aunt Dong hurriedly said, "Miss Zhou, I'm afraid we still need you."

Zhou Yi held the ID card in her hand, her gaze falling on the little girl's tear-streaked face. Her heart ached, and she said, "Aunt Dong, this is my ID card. You take it, and I'll hold Yu Yu."

"Ok."

Aunt Dong took the ID card, and Zhou Yi went to hug Wenren Yu. The little guy had been crying, so Aunt Dong told Sheng Mingying about Zhou Yi's situation. Now that Zhou Yi was going to hug the little guy, Sheng Mingying was still unwilling.

To be honest, I'm not reassured.

But the little guy seemed to sense something. As Zhou Yi came, his crying grew louder, and he thrashed his little hands and feet, as if trying to get into Zhou Yi's arms.

Zhou Yi quickly picked up the little guy, brought him over, and sat him on the sofa next to her. Then she said to Sheng Mingying, who was looking at her with a frown and disbelief, "Madam, could you please give me the bottle?"

Zhou Yi's way of holding the child was far from that of a novice, and this one action alone reassured Sheng Mingying a lot.

At this moment, Zhou Yi said this, and Sheng Mingying handed the baby bottle to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi took the bottle, lifted the little one up a bit, and gently fed the nipple to the little one's mouth, saying softly, "Yu Yu, don't cry. We'll drink formula and eat rice, and you'll grow up quickly."

As soon as Zhou Yi spoke, the pacifier was put into the little one's mouth, and the little one quickly stopped crying and started drinking milk very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the little one stopped crying, which surprised Sheng Mingying.

"That little rascal, is he doing this on purpose?"

She cried while being held, and Aunt Dong cried while being held, but Zhou Yi stopped crying as soon as she was held and started nursing, making a loud slurping sound.

This blatant discrimination is obvious to anyone.

Aunt Dong looked at the little guy's mouth, which was constantly sucking on the pacifier because he was so hungry, and said with a smile, "Madam, now you believe me, right?"

Sheng Mingying was naturally unwilling to believe it. She was an old lady of such advanced age who had raised several children and also had experience taking care of grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She was very experienced.

But now, despite her extensive experience, she can't compare to a young girl.

This is really weird!

Upon hearing Aunt Dong's words, Sheng Mingying immediately said, "Give me your ID card!"

"Yes, madam."

Aunt Dong handed Zhou Yi's ID card to Sheng Mingying, who immediately took it and looked at it.

The ID card showed a face full of collagen, a face that was smaller and more youthful than Zhou Yi's current one. Zhou Yi now looks much more mature than the person in the photo.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Mingying frowned and checked Zhou Yi's birth date; he was indeed twenty-three years old.

To be precise, he is 23 years old in the traditional Chinese age reckoning and 22 years old in the Western age reckoning.

In Yunzhou City, everyone uses the traditional Chinese age reckoning (or lunar age).

This child is indeed twenty-three years old, but that's still young!

Sheng Mingying immediately asked, "Young lady, are you married?"