Yue Qingqing called home, but no one answered.
She called again, and it seemed like the person on the other end didn't even look at the caller ID before losing their temper.
"You shameless media people have had enough, haven't you? Calling every day to harass us, we've said this matter will be resolved through legal means!"
It was Yue Jiannan's voice, at first sounding furious, but Yue Qingqing could sense the exhaustion in his tone.
Yue Qingqing had also been bombarded and harassed by the media, even in situations where she wasn't stigmatized.
Thus, it's not hard to imagine the predicament the family is facing.
"That's it! If you call again, I'll report it to the police!"
Seeing that there was no response from the other side, Yue Jiannan thought he had intimidated them, so he issued another harsh warning intending to hang up.
Yue Qingqing hurriedly spoke up, "Uncle, it's me."
Yue Jiannan's voice softened immediately, "Qingqing, sigh, how have you been lately?"
