Yan Xiaye was shocked and speechless, leaving only the faint noise of the night wind on her phone.
The other party, unable to grasp her thoughts, subtly reminded her, "Miss Yan, are you still listening?"
"I am!"
Forcing herself to stay calm, Yan Xiaye answered assuredly. Her fingertips clutched the phone so tightly they turned slightly white, as she quickly asked, "Where is the child? What do you want me to do?"
Even in this critical moment of emotional turmoil, Yan Xiaye could easily gauge the situation.
Since the person explicitly mentioned being under Li Beicheng, yet disregarded Li Beicheng's orders to secretly relay this vital information to her, it's clear they weren't intending to do anything good.
If their motive was money, she'd be more than willing. But she feared they had some other demands.
"Don't rush; the situation is like this now…" Seeing Yan Xiaye's clear reaction, Xu subtly breathed a sigh of relief and exaggerated the current situation to her.
