"Alright, everyone, go have some dinner. It's been a long day, and you must all be starving." Qin Xue got out of Chu Molin's arms and wiped her tears. She had shown a weakness, but she needed to eat to have the strength to act. Only if she remained strong would there be a chance to find her son quickly. She couldn't afford to give in to fragility.
"Come on, everyone, eat something. Stop standing there." Nangong Beiying, having been in the special forces, knew that panic wouldn't help, so she was the calmest among them. Seeing everyone's state, it still pained her. Fortunately, Chu Molin had arrived—otherwise, Qin Xue might have deteriorated further.
Nangong Beiying noticed Qin Xue's demeanor; she seemed trapped in her own thoughts. Beiying feared she might do something reckless, but now that Chu Molin was here, she felt somewhat relieved.
"Alright." Because there were so many people, those who arrived later began eating after the first group finished.
