"Beijiang."
Though Han Ruochen did not raise her voice like Meng Yunhan, it was enough to make Han Beijiang flinch. It was clear that the boy was quite scared. Seeing him like this, even if Zhai Muchen did not want to offend Han Ruochen, he could not help but say, "I know that you are angry because you were worried; why don't you talk it out with him? He is still a child and doesn't know any better."
When Han Ruochen heard his words, she was both helpless and annoyed. Did she look like she was angry? She was only worried that this little brat would get lost! The county might not be as big as the capital; it was still quite big. What was more, human traffickers were running rampant in the city; if Han Beijiang didn't run into Zhai Muchen, Han Ruochen feared thinking about the consequences.
