Jiang Li heard the voice, turned his head, and saw a cute, exquisitely carved child that looked very... familiar.
It wasn't immediately clear why the child seemed familiar, but something about him was definitely recognizable.
Jiang Li watched him intently.
The look in Jiang Li's eyes probably scared Zhao Xiaole. The child stepped to the side and cautiously hugged the wall as he slipped past Jiang Li, heading straight to Su Lu and opening his little arms in a protective stance.
He asked quietly and warily, "Uncle, who are you? Are you trying to bully my mom?"
Jiang Li's eyes suddenly widened. "Mom... mom?"
He stared at Zhao Xiaole for a moment, then violently raised his eyes to Su Lu, glancing back and forth between them several times.
Finally, Jiang Li understood why he felt such a sense of recognition when he first saw Zhao Xiaole; he figured out where he had seen those familiar features.
