At some point, Meng Shuyan had walked over to their feet.
He looked up and asked, "Mom, Chun Zisu, who was that strange man just now?"
Strange man? What an appropriate choice of words by her son.
Not just strange, but downright wicked.
To think he abducted Zhao Chun and left him in this state—there's no way he could have a kind or soft heart.
Tian Sangsang smiled and stroked his little head. "We'll know once your Aunt Guan brings him back."
Meng Shuyan nodded energetically, just as resolute as Zhao Chun had been earlier. "Aunt Guan will definitely catch him! When she does, I'm going to rip off his cloth mask to see who he is! He's always coming to our house to cause trouble!"
In the little guy's eyes, besides his dad, Aunt Guan was the most powerful person. Aunt Guan was formidable, and nothing could stump her. Pouting slightly, he fixed his eager, inquisitive eyes on them. "But I still want to know who he is."
This...
