Remembering that Grandma had said his little sister wasn't at the shop, his tiny face immediately fell.
Facing Qin Nanyu who had walked up to him, his big, pitch-black eyes were filled with anxiety.
With a desperation akin to a drowning man clutching at straws, he flung himself into Lin Ci's embrace.
"Grandma, save me!"
"..." Lin Ci was taken aback for a moment before instinctively wrapping her arms around the little one who had plunged into her embrace.
It was only after coming to her senses that she realized Qin Nanyu had arrived.
Another look at the trembling little tyke in her arms immediately pulled at her heartstrings.
But considering Qin Nanyu's standing, she didn't dare to say much.
Seeing her silence, despair began to show on the little tyke's face as if he had foreseen the upcoming scene of being snatched by the collar and dragged out for a thrashing...
