Fortunately, Xiao Ruiyuan did not rush her, allowing Mo Yan some breathing space.
"Stop right there! Stop, I say, you damned little rabbit! You've come to steal from me again. I swear I'll beat you to death today!"
Unknowingly, Mo Yan found herself on the street where she had encountered the child a few days ago, and from a distance, she heard an exasperated voice.
She looked closely and saw two people running towards her from afar. Who else could it be if not the child and the middle-aged man?
Seeing that the child was about to be caught, Mo Yan quickly walked a few steps forward and grabbed the fleeing child.
"Why did you go steal from his house again?"
The child, who initially tried to break free, joyfully looked up upon hearing a familiar voice, "Big sister!"
Mo Yan helplessly gazed at the few steamed buns that the child was tightly clutching in his arms. She then took out a few copper coins from her purse and handed them to the middle-aged man, who had caught up.
