She lived in the little distract over by City Bei Road; it was a pretty decent area. Her husband was a manager at a small clothing factory. The name of the factory was somewhat familiar. Shu Yan thought about it long and hard. Wasn’t this one of Zhang Baizong’s factory? Did that mean Zhu Hung’s husband got into this factory through Le?

“I wasn’t wrong. Tianbao has no dad. That’s why my mom told me. Right, mom?” Yangyang was smacked by his mother. 

“He’s just making it up. Why would I say such a thing? Plus, I don’t even know you, why would I talk about you?” said Mother Yangyang as she gave Shu Yan an embarrassed look. 

But what the girl said had reminded her of something. Spots on the face were usually caused by an imbalance of hormones. Shu Yan decided to seek out a traditional doctor later on and see if traditional herbal medicines would help.

“Mom, look at my balloons,” said Tianbao as he ran up to Shu Yan and showed her his two balloons like they were some sort of treasures. 

“Eh? Where did you get these pretty balloons from?” Shu Yan took one from him. The balloons weren’t too big. Perhaps, the person was worried that a large one would pop too easily and startle the child.