C295 Chapter 295

Five little kids huddled together, their big, watery eyes all fixed on Wenmei.

Gu Ze sniffled, and the moment he saw Wenmei look their way, he froze.

Wenmei asked again, “Do you want to see a magic trick?”

None of them answered—just nodded.

Wenmei smiled, pulled a handkerchief from her pocket, and waved it in front of them. “Look closely. There’s nothing on this handkerchief