"What happened? Auntie said you were putting Meimei to sleep, why are you crying?" Jin Chenye walked over to her, looking down at Ye Mingmei, whose expression was unusually grim.
His gaze fell on the sketchbook and photos in her hands, eyes shimmering slightly.
"Is this Meimei's? What did she draw?"
"..."
Ye Mingmei hesitated for a second, sniffled, adjusted her emotions, and then spoke, "Why are you here, senior?"
"I'm here to tell you that during the parents' meeting today, on the route where I was kidnapped, the roadside surveillance video was deliberately damaged in advance. Moreover, the waiting room where Meimei was staying had its school surveillance tapes stolen."
Jin Chenye sat down in front of the sofa, his demeanor becoming strict, "I suspect this incident is not just a simple coincidence. Try not to take Meimei out for the next few days, and if you must go out, it's best to have more people with you. I'm worried there might be danger for you and your daughter."
