"Was Little Huzi's stroller not taken away?"
Meng Yunhan paused for a moment, answering blankly, "I don't know."
She had forgotten to ask about that then, she was so anxious that she felt like crying, far from thinking about it.
"They probably didn't take the stroller but dragged Little Huzi away. I asked along the way, many people saw Lu Jingyi hitting Little Huzi, even making his face bleed. How could Lu Jingyi be so cruel?"
"Don't cry anymore, don't cry. We will definitely find Little Huzi, we will definitely find him." Yun Hao wiped his wife's tears with a careless hand, comforting her.
"We continue searching, just continue." Just where could Lu Jingyi have taken Little Huzi?
Thinking about how his son's chubby little face was made to bleed by Lu Jingyi, his heart skipped a beat. He glanced around, in search of any clues.
"Honey, there's a bit of blood here." A faint, almost unnoticeable speck of blood, likely dropped with the flow of tears.
