The servants dispersed in every direction, searching for Anping.
But as time ticked away, none of the servants reported back.
Yin Ci felt a chill in her heart, her body somewhat unsteady, she said with a quivering voice: "What should we do, second brother? They can't find Anping, how could they lose the child?"
Jian Jiajun noticed something was wrong, and gently comforted his helpless sister, "Yinyin, don't worry, I'll have someone check the surveillance, there's a camera outside Anping's room."
The surveillance room quickly sent him the night's footage.
In the video, Lu Anping, with a small backpack on his back and a toy in his arms, went downstairs alone.
The cautious look as he glanced around made one suspect that the boy had planned to run away from home.
After watching the surveillance video, Yin Ci was in tears, regretting the way she'd handled her son's problem.
"I was so busy with work, planning gifts for the clients, that I neglected Anping."