After leaving the main courtyard, Liu Sanniang couldn't help but ask Chu Yan. "Did you see anything?"
Chu Yan looked at Liu Sanniang. "I believe in her instinct as a mother."
When Liu Sanniang heard that, she felt more at ease. "I believe her too."
Not to mention the fact that Zhao Anhuai and his servant were too guarded, she could sense that Sun Yarou was unfamiliar with her son, and that unfamiliarity had emerged about two months ago with her eldest son.
When Sun Yarou looked at her eldest son, there was no warmth in her eyes, only panic. She suspected that he was not her eldest son based on her sixth sense. She was the one who gave birth to her son and brought him up. No one had replaced her during the entire process, so she could tell even the subtlest difference that others couldn't tell.
Chu Yan smiled. "Don't worry, there will be someone who can't sit still and make a move before you."
