Yu Ze watched as Big Head walked over and sat beside Tall Guy. How was he supposed to help this uncle? And would the uncle even listen to him?
Yu Ze ate his flatbread while pondering the problem. That calm and composed demeanor was nowhere close to the image of a little kid—he was every bit like an adult. But still, his small body and young age couldn't be ignored; it was enough to make people believe he was just a child after all.
Meanwhile, Qing Zhu remained hidden in her spot, waiting. Her plan was to find a chance to contact Yu Ze after everyone fell asleep.
But she couldn't stop thinking—Yu Ze was still so little. Would he be able to hold back when he saw her? If he showed even the slightest hint of emotion, the others might notice him. Qing Zhu hesitated as she mulled over her next step. What should she do?
