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Editor: Henyee Translations
Ye Jian shook her head and smiled. "No, but it's a little dangerous since the road is frozen. It's better to carry the child."
The child was only three or four years old, and it was late at night. It would be safer for the mother to carry the child in her arms.
It was uncertain if it was because of Ye Jian's conviction that made people believe her, but the young mother was reminded. After being stunned for a moment, she immediately hugged the child in her arms and thanked Ye Jian uneasily. She then asked another young mother to carry her own child. The seven of them suddenly sped up and left.
Xia Jinyuan's calm and reassuring voice came from the earpiece again. "That child is honest and has a bright future."
Ye Jian had just finished thinking about his childish nature when he spoke up.