Yin Ci found it a bit hard to understand. Were these people really that idle? They had collected their own child but wouldn't return home, only waking up after this pointless drama had played out.
Lu Anping fell silent, Yin Ci stared at him. As a gaze as tender as flowing water looked upon him, it seemed to transmit strength.
It appeared he made some sort of resolve. Lu Anping let go of his clenched shirt and took Yin Ci's hand, saying, "No, I don't recognize this auntie. She came and wanted to take me away, I was scared."
Hearing this response, Yin CI tightened her grip on Lu Anping's hand. The sweat in his palms had dampened hers, but Yin Ci didn't mind at all.
Just a moment ago, she had encouraged Lu Anping to speak out, worst scenario she expected was Lu Anping not daring to say anything, and she would end up explaining everything herself.
In her heart, the best scenario would be Lu Anping stammering out his own thoughts.