Jing Shao is infertile, but his nanny is pregnant with his child.

Qin Yuanchao led the little girl over, standing helplessly in the middle of the crowd. His thin body trembled violently, and he lowered his head, not even having the courage to look at people.

Director Zheng knelt down, his expression gentle. "Child, are your parents in that house?"

The little girl's body trembled violently, and she instinctively shook her head, but then nodded the next second.

Everyone witnessed the little girl's reaction. Director Zheng reached out and grabbed her arm, about to speak, when the little girl instinctively jerked, wincing in pain. Her already pale face turned even paler.

Director Zheng quickly withdrew his hand, frowned as he stared at the little girl's arm, then looked up and smiled at her. "Child, I am the director of the Public Security Bureau, here to protect you. Don't be afraid. If you've been wronged, tell me, and I will stand up for you."

The little girl clasped her hands together, her fingertips digging into the back of her thin, bony hands, leaving faint red marks. Her eyes were filled with fear, and she dared not utter a single word.

Zhou Nuannuan cried with heartache, "Uncle Zhao, they must have hit her!"

Otherwise, it wouldn't hurt so much from just a light touch.

Director Zheng stared at the little girl's arm, slowly reached out his hand, and gently comforted her, "Child, may I see your arm?"

He lifted a corner of the girl's sleeve, and a bruise came into his view.

Director Zheng's hands, which had never trembled when he held a gun in his youth, suddenly shook slightly.

The higher the sleeve went, the more shocking the wound on the arm became.

Zhou Nuannuan covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Everyone else was furious. Brigade Commander Lin took a deep breath, exclaiming, "This is outrageous!"

Only Lu Yan remained indifferent, her face devoid of any emotion.

Director Zheng lowered his voice, afraid of startling her, "Child, who hit you?"

The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she dared not speak.

"Child, don't be afraid. This is the police station. Haven't your teacher and parents told you that police officers protect the weak? We won't hurt you. Tell the officers your name?"

Perhaps because the police station gave the child a sense of security, the little girl's tense back relaxed slightly, her chapped lips moved, and her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "Gou Ni."

Zhou Nuannuan turned around angrily, "What a terrible name!"

They don't treat children like human beings at all!

No one noticed that Lu Yan's eyelids trembled slightly when she heard the name.

Director Zheng pursed his lips. "How old are you this year?"

The little girl shook her head; she didn't know.

What are your parents' names?

The little girl shook her head again; she had forgotten.

"What are you doing!"

The two men who had finished taking their statements saw them surrounding the little girl, strode over, and reached out to snatch the child away.

The little girl was so frightened that she instinctively shrank behind Director Zheng.

Lu Yan reached out and pulled the man over, casually tossing him to the ground as easily as picking up a chick.

The woman pointed at Lu Yan, "Officers, this woman has assaulted people repeatedly, aren't you going to do anything about it?!"

As soon as the woman spoke, the little girl shrank back, bending over and not daring to look in their direction.

Seeing the little girl's reaction, Director Zheng's aura suddenly darkened, and his eyes became like sharp blades tempered with frost. He did not shout, but just narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sense of oppression came over him.

The woman felt a chill run down her spine and unconsciously took a step back.

Director Zheng withdrew his gaze, fixing it on the man, his voice icy, "Why did you hit the child?"

"Officer, this is our biological daughter. If a child is disobedient, the parents must discipline her."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhou Nuannuan retorted, "What does your inability to sell your goods have to do with the child? You didn't hit her, so how did she get her injuries?!"

"Which parents don't hit their kids? Don't be a brat like you spouting nonsense!"

Zhou Nuannuan was so angry that her face turned red, but she didn't know how to refute it.

Lu Yan chuckled lightly, "It's perfectly natural for parents to hit and scold their children, but to beat them like this is intentional assault, it's a crime!"

Stop spreading alarmist rumors!

Director Zheng glanced at him, then picked up the statements they had taken and handed them to Qin Yuanchao, who was standing next to him. "Now go to their village to investigate and ask them if this little girl is their child."

The little girl didn't dare to say a word. The couple would definitely not admit it, and no matter how much she asked, it would be an endless stalemate.

But the villagers must know where the little girl came from.

Qin Yuanchao nodded and took the address to leave.

The couple panicked immediately and hurriedly said, "Officer, the child is definitely not ours."

The child has been with their family for less than six months. The police will find out as soon as they go to the village, and then everything will be exposed.

Director Zheng: "Just because it's not your own child doesn't mean you can beat her to death! If you don't want to raise her, you can hand her over to our Public Security Bureau, and a welfare institution will take care of her!"

Upon hearing the words "orphanage," Lu Yan's hand twitched slightly.

Zhou Yanchen, who was standing next to her, slowly looked up and noticed that her expression was not quite right. He asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Lu Yan strategically moved her hands, saying, "My hand is cramping."

Zhou Yanchen gave her a deep look, but didn't ask any more questions.

"There are so many children in the orphanage, how could we take care of her? She fainted on the road, and my husband and I rescued her out of kindness."

"Yes," the woman chimed in, then looked at the little girl. "Little girl, tell your uncle, did you do something wrong that's why we hit you? Tell them we're good to you, okay?"

The little girl met her gaze, and, frightened, grabbed Director Zheng's leg, crying, "I...I want to find my mother."

The woman immediately laughed. "Comrade, you see, if I treated her badly, would she say she'd come to me?"

Director Zheng glanced down at the terrified little girl and frowned.

The woman knelt down and clapped her hands at the little girl, "Little girl, come here quickly, Mommy will take you home and make you something delicious."

The little girl shook her head. "No, I want to find my mom."

After saying it, the little girl seemed to release all the tension she had been holding in for so long, and burst into tears, crying, "You're not my mom! I want to find my mom!"

The woman's face immediately turned cold. "Your parents don't want you anymore. Now I'm your mother! Get over here right now!"

The woman reached out to take the little girl's hand.

The little girl clung tightly to Director Zheng's leg, crying, "I don't want to, I don't want to, waaaaaahh ...

Director Zheng shouted sternly, "Don't touch her!"

Before the woman could back away, police officers rushed up and subdued her.

"What are you doing? We are this child's benefactors."

Lu Yan curled her lips into a smile. "Whether we're benefactors or enemies, you two know better than anyone else."