"What is it?" Seeing the maid fidgeting in her seat, Xin Yan shook her head and asked. Her son was no longer in her embrace; instead, he was lying on the seat in front of them.
It took a while for Xin Yan to convince Wu Ping to sit on the same seat as her, but she finally agreed in the end when Xin Yan gave her the order.
"I…" Wu Ping lowered her head and clenched her robes.
"Are you thinking about that kid?" Seeing her hesitation, Xin Yan sighed and reached for the marks on her face, slowly removing them.
"Yes… I did not think he would be this… determined about my safety. After all, he knew nothing about me and still saved me." Since her face was lowered, she did not see Xin Yan's face and started pouring her heart out.
