"I don't remember meeting that boy, but I think he looks a lot like Mr. Zheng, he could be his son." Su Nian tried to keep her voice steady, she didn't want her young son involved in all this mess.
Xi Yin hopped off the chair, "It's okay, mommy, let's wait until everything is clear. We can't let people wrong you for nothing."
"Alright." Su Nian gently patted his head, smiling understandingly.
Cheng Yun didn't disappoint. He got to the police station in less than forty minutes. With the president of the Su Family coming to bail them out, the little policemen could only treat Su Nian, Yixin, and Yiqiao politely and let them leave.
"Xiaonian!" Cheng Yun was anxiously waiting outside. As soon as the trio came out, he rushed up to them, took the suitcase from Su Nian's hand, and hugged Yixin and Yiqiao, "You guys must be hungry. Uncle will take you out for a meal."
