Lan Chaolin held the receiver in one hand, chatting casually with Ruan Ruan, while holding the child in the other. Perhaps interested in the voice on the phone, the child had stopped crying and was trying to reach for the receiver to Lan Chaolin's ear, occasionally making babbling sounds.

The child used to be able to speak, and he was literate from a young age in the Lan family. However, he must have been traumatized after being arrested, which caused him to lose his voice.

Although his voice was soft, Ruan Ruan still heard it and asked Lan Chaolin, "Is that child next to you your nephew?"

"Hmm..." Looking at the child in his arms who was almost twisted into a rope, Lan Chaolin felt both amused and heartbroken. This child used to be so well-behaved.

"Ruan Ruan, you..." He wanted to ask if she could come and see the child, but then he thought about her current situation and decided to wait and see.

“Brother Chaolin, if you have time, please send the child to my place. My grandma and mother are here and can help take care of the child. There are also a few other children around here, so they can play together, which will help the child's recovery. You're usually so busy, and you can't always take him with you; it's so inconvenient!”

Ruan Ruan thought that since they refused the money, she would help take care of the child for the time being, and then express her gratitude to the Lan family when they came later.

Lan Chaolin looked at the little one in his arms at Ruanruan's suggestion and thought about it. He was indeed busy with work. It was fine when he was in the office, but if he wasn't there, who could take care of him?

"Okay, I'll take him there this weekend. I'll have to trouble Grandma and Auntie then."

After finishing her phone call with Lan Chaolin, Ruan Ruan felt a little relieved. She always believed in not taking things from others for nothing; if she did take something, she would always repay it with something of equal value.