"I'm sorry, Jingjing, I can't take you away."
Bai Yiran's response was clear and determined, instantly extinguishing the hope that had ignited in Wu Jingjing's heart.
"Aunt Yiran?" Wu Jingjing looked at Bai Yiran in a daze, thinking that Bai Yiran would definitely take her away.
"Jingjing, listen to me, right now your dad is fleeing, and there are more people looking for him besides the police. Only by staying with the police are you safe, this is to protect you, understand?"
Wu Jingjing suddenly let go of Bai Yiran's hand, stood up, and slowly walked away, her eyes shifting from trust to doubt.
"Aunt Yiran, are you with those police?"
Bai Yiran stood up, "Jingjing, there are some things I don't want, or can't, tell you. I can only tell you that I am among those who hope your dad is brought to justice."
Wu Jingjing's frail body trembled, her voice shaking as well, "But, my dad and I really like you, Aunt Yiran!"
