Yu Jingchen, clad in a suit, walked in through the door. "Are any of you hurt?"
"No." An Ning shook her head, then her eyes darted back and forth between the faces of Yu Jingchen and Yu Ziqian.
Yu Ziqian hurriedly made eye signals to his dad. "No, we're not hurt, Uncle."
Yu Jingchen frowned. This kid was still hiding things.
"Yu Dabao..." An Ning suddenly called out.
Yu Jingchen looked at her in surprise, then his face became taut with an indescribable embarrassment.
An Ning felt she had guessed right, pointing at them both. "You... you've been deceiving me all along? Do you think that's funny?"
Yu Ziqian obediently shut his mouth and pitifully hid behind his father.
Yu Jingchen was speechless, then said with concern, "I think we should talk about your kidnapping right now, more importantly. Have you been to the hospital for a check-up?"
He stepped forward to check on her.
An Ning took a step back, her eyes wide and shining. "Don't change the subject."