Little Meimei tilted her small head, looking expectantly at Ye Mingmei, her tiny body nestled against Ye Mingmei's chest, her little hand clutching her clothes.
Bai Zheng's gaze tightened, his sinister eyes fixated on the car driving past in front of him, his hand gripping the steering wheel, veins bulging.
Little Meimei, his little princess just passed right before his eyes, and he couldn't even call out to her!
As if sensing something, Ye Mingmei suddenly looked up, peering out from the car window, meeting Bai Zheng's deep, sinister eyes, her arms around Little Meimei instinctively tightened.
"What is Mommy looking at?" Little Meimei asked curiously, following her gaze, wanting to turn her head to look outside.
"Nothing, just saw a little bird fly by the roadside, it's gone now. What were you asking Mommy just now?" Ye Mingmei held Meimei's head, preventing her from seeing Bai Zheng, who was just within arm's reach.
