Mu Yanli shook his head with tears in his eyes, "No."
Mu Jingnan was worried, "Yunzhou, check him over."
Called out by name, Yunzhou carried Mu Yanli into the bedroom, checked him over, and found only some bruises, no signs of abuse.
"Second Young Master, rest assured. He's only got some bruises, no serious harm."
A heart that had been on edge finally settled back into its chest.
"Get Yanli back safely as soon as possible."
"Yes, Second Young Master!"
He handed the phone back to Mu Yanli, letting him continue video chatting with Mu Jingnan while Yunzhou went out to find a medical kit.
Ma Yao watched him rummaging through the suite, glaring coldly, "What are you looking for?"
"I don't think you'd tell me."
"Hah! You judge a gentleman's heart by the measure of a petty scoundrel!"
Yunzhou stood up, casually picked up an apple from the coffee table and juggled it in his hand, "Petty scoundrel? When you took the child, did you ever consider yourself doing wrong?"
