She seemed to have forgotten where she was and the ordeal she was going through.
Pushing the man's knife away forcefully, she ran toward the child.
Just as she was about to grab the basket, another person suddenly rushed out, snatching the child a step before her.
"What are you doing? Give the child back to me!" Yan Yinuo's movements froze, her face flushed with anger.
She didn't know if it was because of her big movements or because she was frightened by the sound.
The child, who had been asleep, suddenly opened their mouth and began to wail.
Yan Yinuo's heart clenched tightly, and she held back her tears, looking at these people. "If it's money you want, just name your price, I'll give it to you."
All she prayed for was to have the child returned to her.
Yan Yinuo quickly made a decision. If she managed to escape, she would immediately send the child away.
So he wouldn't have to suffer through such turbulence with her.
Not even at such a young age enduring these events.
