In fact, when Jiang Han arranged for someone to replace her clothes and shoes earlier, he didn't confiscate the items Xia Yangyang brought and hid.
Presumably, he wouldn't hand them over easily either.
Jiang Han said, "You can completely trust me, I won't harm your son, I don't want to harm him either."
Xia Yangyang said, "Jiang Han, I no longer trust you. With things at this stage, we don't need to discuss emotions. Anyway, I have the items, but I assure you, if I don't give them to you, you won't find them. I need to see my son first and confirm that he's safe, then I'll give you the items."
Jiang Han looked steadily at Xia Yangyang.
Then he said, "Alright, follow me."
Xia Yangyang followed Jiang Han, turning through a door.
Outside was a courtyard.
Surrounded by Japanese-style cottages.
The courtyards were connected by long corridors.
In the courtyard, there were small bridges and flowing waters; water slowly seeped out of bamboo, with the sound of trickling echoing.
