Jiang Yichun, holding his son, smiled at her and said, "As long as you and our son are safe, it's all good. Leave the search for that person to me, don't worry yourself too much."
Bai Ruozhu sniffed, nodded, and said, "Hmm, I'll take care of Dengdeng."
As she spoke, her voice choked, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.
She wasn't usually such a fragile person, but being pregnant now made her emotions more volatile. Plus, they had been in such danger just now. If the person hadn't kept Dengdeng for some purpose and had instead intended to kill him, she couldn't even imagine the consequences.
Thinking of these things, Bai Ruozhu shivered uncontrollably, especially knowing that Jiang Yichun and the dark guard had risked danger to save her, giving others a chance to take Dengdeng. Her heart was filled with guilt.
"Let's let our son sleep for a while to avoid scaring him," Jiang Yichun said while holding his son.
