Li Zhijun held onto Shen Ning's arm and said, "Ning Ning, stay calm. This isn't the time to panic."
Shen Ning responded in distress, "Can I really stay calm? Coco is just five years old," her heart aching at the thought of her child in danger.
"In moments like this, we need to keep our wits about us," advised Li Zhijun as he paced around the living room.
After a while, he stopped in front of Shen Ning, his expression serious. "Ning Ning, there's only one person who can help you now."
"Who?"
"The child's real father, Li Zhenting."
"No," Shen Ning instantly stepped back, shaking her head vehemently.
Letting Li Zhenting help rescue Coco would expose everything, and she'd lose Coco forever.
"Shen Ning, think about it carefully," Li Zhijun sighed. "I understand your concerns, but at this moment, Coco is in grave danger. Only Li Zhenting has the ability to save him. Other options, like calling the police, may not work."