Ji Shiting could guess what was happening in the driver's seat.
It was no wonder the two kids wanted to get out of the car.
He thought for a bit and saw that the two kids were still staring at him. His heartstrings were tugged, and he couldn't help reaching out to them, gesturing for them to talk.
The two kids seemed to understand and handed him their hands.
Ji Shiting was dazed. He hadn't expected them to trust him.
The children's hands were unbelievably soft. This was the first time he had experienced holding their hands, and he didn't even dare use any strength, afraid that he would hurt them.
He held one of them with each hand and walked to the stone bench. Ji Shiting let go of their hands, took off his jacket and laid it on the bench. He then picked up the two kids and let them sit on the stone bench.
The two kids continued to observe them curiously.
Ji Shiting couldn't help smiling. "Who is Qiao Yanze to you?"
