Merchant Yang was stunned, and he followed Han Tingxun, a little puzzled. Then, he saw him stopping at a stall selling soy milk.

The servant who had just found his master was puzzled when Merchant Yang suddenly dragged him away. They also stopped at the soy milk stall.

Could it be that his master doesn’t want the soy milk anymore? The servant thought in confusion.

"Mr. Han, you don’t need to buy from their stall. I already bought a jug from them." Merchant Yang announced, a little glad he had made the right judgement.

Han Tingxun never touched alcohol. Hence, he bought this interesting drink from the Xiao family’s stall for him to try.

"Little girl, how are you?" Han Tingxun suddenly turned toward Xiao Qingya. He scanned her from head to toe and found out that she had fully recovered.

She had become much more lively as she nestled in her mother’s embrace.

"This gentleman is...?" Zhou Anran pretended to ask. Her face showed utter bewilderment.

Han Tingxun didn’t mind introducing himself, and Xiao Qingya also explained to her mother, making sure Zhou Anran knew he had saved her.

Fortunately, Han Tingxun also seemed to have recovered fully. He had a stern and imposing aura about him. His eagle-like eyes made him appear sharp, as if he could easily see right through a person.

"Mr. Han, I deeply thank you for saving my daughter. We know we can never repay this debt." Zhou Anran lowered her head, and she proceeded to offer him the few remaining cups of soy milk.

Han Tingxun didn’t refuse—he only took one cup. His men were also curious. Zhou Anran kindly gave them for free and didn’t accept their payment.

Merchant Yang was a bit at a loss, but he didn’t interrupt them. He didn’t expect that this family would know Mr. Han.

"You all do not need to worry for the time being. The authorities will be dealing with the matter of child trafficking." Han Tingxun suddenly told them. "Based on the clues that yamen have gathered, the person who had escaped is no longer in this county."

Liu Hei had appeared in a faraway province. The men under him had spotted someone similar to him there.

Zhou Anran was a little more perceptive than her children. While they thanked him with relieved faces, she read deeper into his words.

Beside Han Tingxun, Merchant Yang appeared extremely obedient. Even when the former ignored him, he didn’t show any displeased expression at all.

This person was definitely not simple.

She vaguely sensed there was more to the child trafficking case. The men around Han Tingxun were also not ordinary people; they appeared powerful and imposing, like trained soldiers.

Soon, Han Tingxun and Merchant Yang left.

They had sold all the soy milk, and the Xiao family returned a little earlier than usual.

Zhou Anran had some guesses, and she hoped that the matter wouldn’t affect ordinary people like them. But... she then remembered the plot that her baby daughter and the System discussed.

Things in their lives might become more turbulent soon...

A few days later, Merchant Yang came to their stall again. The Xiao family was a little puzzled because they remembered him saying that he would leave a few days ago.

He wasn’t a native of their county, and most travelling merchants rarely stayed for long in their village market area.

"Mrs. Xiao, do you have a moment to talk?" Merchant Yang asked. "I will also buy two jugs of your soy milk today."

Xiao Fenghao narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Merchant Yang. Although Zhou Anran already had a lot of kids, she was still beautiful.

A few months after their father went missing, there was no lack of suitors who came to their mother’s door.

This old merchant with some gray hair on his head and wrinkles all over his face wouldn’t hold such audacious thoughts, would he? Therefore, Xiao Fenghao didn’t give him a good face.

He directly put two ceramic jugs into Merchant Yang’s arms, and the latter hunched over a little, stunned at the sudden heavy load. His servants hurriedly took the jugs from his arms.

"What’s the matter, Merchant Yang?" Zhou Anran gave the baby bottle to Xiao Qingya, who instantly took it and drank the soy milk.

She was also curious about what Merchant Yang wanted. Ever since the System told her about the incoming mission, she had been jittery.

Every time a customer came up to them, she was always wary that a mission would be triggered. Perhaps someone would find trouble with their family again...

A week ago, she and the System actually could no longer see the plot! They could only rely on her baby memory, which wasn’t accurate at all.

It was the first time something like this had happened. The System suspected that it was because she had opened the plot too many times.

Xiao Qingya was a little depressed when she recalled the System’s words.

[Little Ya, the higher-ups might want to train you to be a qualified Host. Opening the plot too many times is...]

It didn’t continue its words, but Xiao Qingya already knew what it meant! She is incompetent!

But, isn’t that too much that they expect a baby to have a photographic memory? Even the author herself wouldn’t recall every detail about the story they had written.

"Can we go to the teahouse over there?" Merchant Yang asked, gesturing with his hand. "I already booked a private room."

Xiao Fenghao and others had expected their mother to refuse, but...

"Alright," Zhou Anran nodded. She stood up and motioned to her children. "You all keep watch on our stall. Mother has something to talk about with Merchant Yang."

Xiao Fenghao and others were startled. They wanted to stop her, yet couldn’t find a suitable reason.

"Mother," Xiao Yuxi called out anxiously.

However, Zhou Anran had already followed Merchant Yang to the teahouse. She only brought Xiao Qingya with her.

"Second Brother, what should we do?"