Since Zhou Fen wouldn't answer his questions, he shouldn't blame him for troubling her daughter.
Especially considering Zhou Fen's daughter was right behind him.
Compared to Zhou Fen, her daughter was an easier target.
"Move aside!"
Zhou Fen remained silent, and equally unyielding.
This caused Yan Jun by his side to suddenly grow angry.
The man squeezed forward an inch and managed to push Zhou Fen aside.
The child inside the room was staring at Pei Zhiyao with a pair of clear, wide eyes, unblinkingly.
"What did you just see? Who took away the sister who was talking to your mom earlier?"
The child pointed outside the window and answered very seriously.
"A bunch of people in black suddenly rushed out and took the sister away, and they dragged her into a car."
Yan Jun's eyes flickered, and he quickly crouched down, gripping the child's shoulder.
"And then? Did you see the license plate number?"
After a moment of thought, the child answered just as seriously.