"Hmm, that's fine then. What about this child named Cohen?" Qin Xue looked down at the little one. She had so many children in her home now that she was almost like the head of a kindergarten.
"Let's bring him home for now. When his family shows up, we'll have someone take him back." Chu Molin looked at the child, wondering how they ended up being his caretakers.
"We have no other choice." Qin Xue felt helpless. How did she unexpectedly bring another son home, making it four boys in the house. Why weren't there any girls?
Qin Xue glanced at Xue Ling. Although her physical form was that of a little girl, she was ancient and not cute at all.
"Qin Xue, who does this child belong to?" As soon as they got home, Fang Xiu couldn't help but ask.
"Found him." Qin Xue's two-word reply left Fang Xiu speechless.
"Have the two children been crying?" Chu Molin asked.