"Qianqian, I'll pick you up tomorrow. Someone wants to meet you." Over the weekend, while three people were at Old Zhang's house receiving the lessons of love from Aijun during the class break, Yinyin secretly said to Luo Qianqian.
"Meet me? Who?" Luo Qianqian frowned. If she hadn't gotten to know Yinyin well over the past year, she would have thought it was a scheme to traffick her.
Luo Shufan poked his head from behind the two, murmuring gloomily, "Qianqian is a child and cannot go out alone." If he hadn't been extra cautious when he noticed Qianqian speaking alone with Yinyin frequently, the child would have been taken out again, perhaps sold without even knowing it. Having a brother is truly wonderful, Luo Shufan thought, his heart filled with happy bubbles.
"Someone from the Capital City, they found me and said they wanted to meet you," Yinyin, knowing Shufan had heard, didn't conceal it anymore and spilled it out.
