Half an hour later, Song Yinyin, Teacher Wen, and Luolu all arrived.
Song Yinyin rushed to Lu Jihan, tears filling her eyes the moment she saw Dabai in his arms.
Her Dabai was safe!
That's wonderful...
But, as she noticed the bruises and dirt on her son's body, her heart sank.
"Where are those two suspects? I want to kill them!"
As she spoke, her gaze locked onto a police car, where Daming and Weizai sat inside, heads drooping, faces pale and defeated.
Song Yinyin's face turned ghastly white with anger, wishing she could rush over and strangle those bastards to death.
Song Dabai, as if sensing something, woke up from Lu Jihan's embrace and rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Fortunately, someone held her back.
"Miss Song, please don't act impulsively. Those two suspects trafficking children have ruined many families. They deserve to die, but it's better to leave them to the police,"
Teacher Wen held Song Yinyin's hand, comforting her.
