"So you're going to go find a job and then come back with a son" The short-haired girl was exasperated, her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels. "Lin Wan, you're twenty years old, not forty!",Lin Wan softly said, "But the baby was holding onto me, and those terrified eyes made my heart ache. I couldn't bear to leave the child at the police station...",As Lin Wan walked by, she heard a conversation coming from inside—。