Ma Yao was very satisfied, nodded with relief, "That's a good boy."
"Can you speak?"
"..."
"Answer me."
Mu Yanli hesitated and nodded.
Ma Yao patted her chest, let out a big sigh of relief, "Luckily, you're not mute. I knew it, how could you be mute."
Mu Yanli quietly shifted his butt, Ma Yao stared at him, "Questions aren't over yet, don't move."
Mu Yanli pitifully pressed his lips together.
"Where's your sister?"
Before Mu Yanli could answer, the phone suddenly rang.
Ma Yao happily picked it up, "Daddy, are you looking for me?"
Not knowing what was said on the other side, Ma Yao bent down and pinched Mu Yanli's cheek, "I'm handling it, don't worry. Already found, but still missing..."
Bam!
A loud noise.
The door was kicked open without warning.
Ma Yao quickly pocketed her phone, her face hardened, she drew a gun with one hand and grabbed Mu Yanli, shielding him behind.
Her eyes dangerously narrowed, looking at the man who had broken in.
