Before the man could say anything, the boy implored, "Please don't make me get out of the car… Some baddies abandoned me here; I'll surely die in this place if you chase me away!"
Die here?
He pressed his lips into a hard line as he looked at their surroundings once more.
Indeed, if I leave this five-year-old alone here, no matter how smart he may be, he won't be able to escape this place.
Still, how is this boy so sure that I won't sell him off when he can't even tell whether I'm a good person or not?
The boy looked as pitiful as the small, white puppy in his arms. Wearing an aggrieved look, he crawled his way over and hugged the man's thigh in a bid to gain the latter's sympathy.
"Aren't you worried that I'm a bad guy?" he asked.
Baby Chu inclined his head with puzzlement. "Bad guy?"
"Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you off?"
