Ning Ran showed not a hint of surprise, as if he already knew she was there. He slowly put down Dengdeng, his actions careful and gentle, as if handling a fragile and priceless treasure.
Little Dengdeng saw his mother's stern expression and quickly retracted his smile, "Mom, I'm fine."
Bai Ruozhu glared at her son. Was this child clueless? Why did he play with just anyone?
Little Dengdeng shrank his neck. Uh-oh, his mother was angry. He knew he shouldn't play with this Ning Ran, but he understood so much and his magic techniques were particularly interesting.
Bai Ruozhu took a deep breath, pulling her son behind her, and stared at Ning Ran, asking, "What exactly are you trying to do? Where are my things?"
"Your things? You ruined my plans, they can be considered compensation to me." Ning Ran's face hardened.
Bai Ruozhu's pupils narrowed, revealing killing intent. Quanxin was no ordinary thing; it was more like a partner.
