Mrs. Zhuo felt bitter once she talked about it.
Compared to Kong Ziyin, what happened to her daughter was too tragic.
"Mom, stop!" Zhuo Qianyun said quickly. After all, her son was right beside them and she did not want him to hear about the grown-ups' grudges.
Mrs. Zhuo seemed to come to herself and shut her mouth.
Fortunately, Lil Yan was focused on his surroundings.
With each passing day, Zhuo Qianyun felt her uneasiness growing stronger and stronger. She could not wait for the three of them to get into the high-speed train.
Finally, an announcement that they needed to check-in began to play through the broadcast.
However, Lil Yan wanted to go to the washroom, so Zhuo Qianyun turned to Mrs. Zhuo and said, "Mom, look after our luggage. I'll take Lil Yan to the washroom."
"You gotta hurry. They're checking us in now," said Mrs. Zhuo.
"Alright, I got it," replied Zhuo Qianyun as she took her son by the hand and went to the washroom.
She took her son to the women's washroom because he was too young to go to the men's washroom alone.
Luckily, there were doors in every cubicle in the women's washroom which was relatively private, and no one usually had a problem with it.
After the little one finished his business, Zhuo Qianyun picked him up by the sink so that he could wash his hands before she led him out.
"Mommy, are you scared?" his childish voice suddenly asked.
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