Yang Chuxia quickly walked up and grabbed his collar, asking, "Where do you think you're going?"
As she spoke, she pulled his little hand, "What's wrong with your face?" His fair little face had a noticeable bruise at the corner of his eye, and the corner of his mouth was also scraped.
Looking closely at his clothes, they were covered with dust all over.
"Brother, don't run so fast, you're still injured." Yang Chuxia was asking him when Lele caught up from behind. Yang Chuxia glanced over and found that Lele's lip was also broken.
Yang Chuxia was furious, "Tell me, what happened? How did you get hurt like this?" Thinking of what Lele said about having more injuries, she immediately started pulling at Yangyang's clothes again.
"Ouch, mom, please don't pull at my clothes like that in public, give me some dignity."
With her action, Yangyang called out while struggling.
Just then, Ye Zi'an entered from outside.
