Chen Meng'er looked at these people and guessed that these white people wearing black suits were obviously not good people. They were running towards the boy that Chen Meng'er thought looked familiar.
Chen Meng'er looked at these tall and strong white people and could not help but think of the little boy who was severely exhausted and could not run for long, thinking that the boy was going to be taken care of by these white men who didn't look like good people, Chen Meng'er felt uncomfortable and unhappy.
Chen Meng'er didn't know why she felt this way, but Chen Meng'er liked to follow her mood, Chen Meng'er found an excuse for herself in her heart. "I didn't help this boy because of him, but because I, Chen Meng'er, didn't like those white men and wanted to take care of them."
Chen Meng'er thought to herself as she took a step forward. She ran in the direction the boy had left.
