Yun Jian’s words gave Liu Ying Hope.
No one had ever treated her so well. Liu Ying had an indescribable feeling at this moment.
In the end, the bus gradually went further and further away under the gazes of Liu Ying and the others.
Yun Jian, who was sitting in the bus, saw Liu Ying and her younger brother Liu Shi chase the bus for a long distance through the bus’s reflection mirror. They ran until they reached the rugged mountain road. The siblings could no longer catch up to the bus.
There was a hint of begging in Liu Ying’s and Liu Shi’s eyes.
At this moment, an eleven-year-old child and a nine-year-old child shifted all their hopes and future onto Yun Jian.
They hoped that in the near future, their mother could hear their thoughts and go home.
The bus brought a group of people and returned on the same route. The bus drove very slowly.
