The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 325

However, instead of obediently returning to his mother's arms as he had done yesterday, he tightened his hold on Ling Yiran's legs.

Zhuo Qianyun said, "Sorry, Lil Yan's not usually like this. He seems to like you."

"It's all right. I like Lil Yan too," said Ling Yiran, picking up the little one as she spoke.

The little one did not struggle and was remarkably submissive. He even grinned broadly at Ling Yiran after she picked him up.

The smile had a trace of timidity and ingratiation that made Ling Yiran strangely sad. "Hello, Lil Yan," said Ling Yiran, raising her hand to touch the little one's head.

However, the little one could not hear her voice at all. He did not know what she was saying. He only looked at her in confusion.

Zhuo Qianyun looked at her son and then at Ling Yiran. Suddenly, there was a flash of gloom in her eyes. Did Lil Yan... mistake Yiran for that person? Was that why he was so unnaturally close to... If so, it was such a shame... They could never see that person again.

"Can you teach me some sign language one day, Sis Zhuo? I want to learn to communicate with Lil Yan," Ling Yiran said to Zhuo Qianyun.

Zhuo Qianyun came to herself and quickly said, "Sure, of course."

Ling Yiran interacted with the little one for a while, but because she did not know sign language, the interaction was not that smooth. She needed Zhuo Qianyun to help with sign language.

By noon, Ling Yiran started delivering food.

"By the way, how old is Lil Yan? Doesn’t he have to go to kindergarten?" said Ling Yiran, looking at the little guy as he ate his fruit.

Zhuo Qianyun gave a wry smile. "He could have gone to kindergarten this year, but because of his hearing disability, the kindergarten wouldn't take him. Although there are kindergartens that cater to special children, the tuition is expensive, and children like him need cochlear implants. Plus, a parent has to accompany him. With my current condition, there's nothing I can do."

"Lil Yan doesn’t have a cochlear implant yet?" That was when Ling Yiran realized that she had not seen the little one with a cochlear implant in his ear.

"I'm saving up for it. Maybe another two or three months and I'll have enough money to get him a cochlear implant," said Zhuo Qianyun. It was as if the subject had given her hope again. Her face radiated thick maternal love as she tenderly looked at her son. "Once he gets the cochlear implant, Lil Yan will be able to hear and learn to speak."

Ling Yiran could see that Zhuo Qianyun loved Lil Yan very much. Although she was the owner of a small restaurant, she only wore cheap, old clothes. She did not wear any jewelry, and her hair was always tied up casually.