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"This child, this child... how come they look so alike?"

Looking at the little dumpling nestled beside Zuo You's legs, Mrs. Shen murmured to herself, as if in a dream.

This child and Zuo You are exactly alike; everyone who sees them will say they look alike.

Mrs. Shen squinted and looked closely. She looked a bit like Ayan when she was little. Could it be...?

Shen Yan met his mother's gaze, glanced at Zuo You who was still in a daze, and then looked at the child. He said in a low voice, "It's what you think."

Both Mrs. Shen and Zuo You stared wide-eyed; Zuo You was surprised, while Mrs. Shen was delighted.

She rubbed her fingers with delight, so surprised that she forgot to ask who sent the little dumpling and why she hadn't brought it with her from the beginning.

Seeing that the little dumpling's rosy cheeks were already red from the cold, Mrs. Shen said with heartache, "My little darling is so cold. We need to turn the heating up. We don't have any clothes or snacks for the children at home. I'll go buy some now!"

Zuo You glared at Shen Yan, but Shen Yan acted as if he didn't see it. Instead, he said to Shen An'an, "An'an, you should come too."

Before Shen An'an could sort out her chaotic thoughts, her mother pulled her away, saying as they walked, "An'an, come with me to buy more baby supplies. I don't know if any supermarkets or shopping malls are still open..."

In an instant, only Zuo You and Shen Yan remained in the room.

There's also a little dumpling between the two.

"Shen Yan, I really don't know him!" Zuo You met Shen Yan's gaze and subconsciously pushed the little dumpling towards Shen Yan.

Good heavens, if she hadn't been certain that she hadn't experienced any "running away with a baby" scenario, she wouldn't have believed that this little dumpling who looked almost exactly like her when she was a child wasn't her biological son!

The soft, childlike scent drew near, and Shen Yan instinctively wanted to push it away, but when his gaze fell upon the child's round, almond-shaped eyes, he hesitated.

"Baba~"

The little dumpling gave him a soft smile, and Shen Yan was momentarily dazed, as if he saw the short figure he often saw in his dreams.

"This little guy is really weird. He calls me 'Mom' as soon as he sees me, but he can't answer when I ask him about his family. I thought he could only call me 'Mom,' but I didn't expect..." Zuo You looked at the little dumpling interacting with Shen Yan with a headache, and felt a strange sense of harmony.

"Mommy~" Seeing Shen Yan's stern face, the little dumpling turned around and tried to snuggle into Zuo You's arms.

"Don't come any closer!" Zuo You cried out in alarm, hugging herself tightly. She quickly kicked off her slippers and jumped onto the sofa, not daring to let the little dumpling get close to her.

God knows how terrifying it was when a child suddenly popped out and smiled at her while she was playing with a sparkler, especially since the child looked exactly like her when she was a child.

The most crucial thing is that Zuo You could actually sense that she wanted to get close to the little dumpling, as if there was a blood connection between them.

"Woo~"

The little dumpling seemed hurt by her and started to cry softly.

The little child cried with restraint, pouting and sobbing softly, two crystal-clear tears welling up in his eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.

Zuo You dodged quickly, but seeing that she had made him cry, she felt a little sorry for him and anxiously said to Shen Yan, "What should I do? It seems like he's going to cling to me! Tell him to stop crying!"

"Mama..." The little dumpling's eyes were filled with tears, and her small body would twitch from time to time as she reached out her chubby little hands for a hug.

Zuo You was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to advance or retreat, and stood there with her brows furrowed in frustration.

Shen Yan remained relatively calm in the face of the little boy who looked just like Zuo You, and reassured him, "We'll take him to the police station to find his parents tomorrow. Let's leave it at that for tonight."

Zuo You breathed a sigh of relief and prayed, "I hope we can find his family smoothly and that nothing goes wrong. I don't want to be a mother without pain."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and looked at Shen Yan, saying, "Your mother was just doubting that this is my child, wasn't she? What did you answer?"

Zuo You's eyes widened. He said, "It's just as you think."

Doesn't this mean she's admitting the child is hers?!

Shen Yan was taken aback, then corrected her, "She suspects that this is our child."

Zuo You was speechless: "Is there a difference?"

Shen Yan shook his head.

The little dumpling, perhaps sleepy, clung to Shen Yan's knees with its tiny hands, nodding its head gently.

The two fell silent, looking at each other.

In the end, Shen Yan picked the child up, supporting himself with both arms and swaying him gently. Soon the child quietly closed his eyes, with tear stains still on them.

For some reason, Zuo You felt that the flamboyant outfit the little dumpling was wearing looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

The next morning, Shen Yan and Zuo You brought the little dumpling to the police station.

Because it was during the Lunar New Year holiday, there were fewer people on duty at the police station, and fewer people went to the police station.

Therefore, when Shen Yan entered the room carrying a child in one arm and holding Zuo You's hand in the other, the two policemen's eyes fell on them.

The male police officer looked at Shen Yan with envy in his eyes and said gently, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the good-looking family of three, silently praying that his child would not inherit his small eyes, but would definitely look like his wife with her big, beautiful eyes.

Look how bright these little dumpling's big eyes are! We could probably skip installing two light bulbs in the house.

Shen Yan glanced at the bewildered little dumpling in his arms. This morning, he had changed into the new clothes that his mother had picked out after running around several shopping malls. He also wore a tiger-head hat, looking incredibly cute with his tiger-like face.

Seeing that he seemed hesitant, Zuo You gritted her teeth and said, "I found this child. Can you see if you can find his biological parents?"

As soon as Zuo You finished speaking, she met the little dumpling's innocent smiling face, and a little regret welled up in her heart, but she quickly suppressed it.

The little dumpling is cute, but it's not yours after all; its parents are probably looking for it like crazy.

Keeping people here is simply too cruel.

"Found it?!" The policeman suddenly raised his voice, staring at the two men in disbelief.

Zuo You nodded firmly, while Shen Yan said in a low voice, "It was indeed picked up last night."

“But the three of you look like…” The policeman stopped halfway through his sentence, paused, and then, under the two men’s determined gazes, relented and said, “Then I’ll check if there are any missing children on the record.”

Although the police began to go through the computer according to procedure, their eyes were full of disbelief as they looked at the two men.

After a moment, the police officer said with some regret, "There are no matching cases in the missing children's records."

The policewoman next to her held back for a while, but finally couldn't help but speak up: "This child looks so much like you, are you sure he was adopted? Could there be some misunderstanding?"

She phrased it rather tactfully, but it was almost a direct statement: "These are your children."

"Mommy, I'm hungry!"

The little dumpling suddenly said this, and Zuo You and Shen Yan exchanged a glance and said to the police, "Since we haven't found his family yet, can we take him home first and send him over when we have news of his parents?"

There was a moment of silence before the police officer said sternly, "That won't do. We can't confirm that you are his family members right now, so we can't let you take him away."

Zuo You was taken aback and said, "But didn't you just say that he looks like us?"

The policewoman retorted, "Then is he your biological son?"

Zuo You panicked: "No, it really isn't!"

Finally, the group got into a police car and went to the hospital together.