"Honey! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken our son out. You told me not to, but I insisted. It's all my fault... sob..."
In Li Yifei's car, Su Mengxin hugged him tightly, crying and blaming herself relentlessly.
Li Yifei gently patted Su Mengxin's back and said, "This isn't your fault. Clearly, the other side had premeditated this. Even if you hadn't taken him out this time, as long as he was brought out, they would have made their move."
"Who would do this? Why would they steal our son? I'd rather they take me instead. I don't want them to take him away! He's so little, only a month old... sob..."
"Calm down. Crying won't solve the problem right now. What we need to do is find our son."
