"Where are you going, Miss Qin?" Sister Lian saw her looking so hurried and figured she must be going to find the child. Any mother would be anxious if her child was missing.
But Qin Yin replied, "Going to fix my phone."
Sister Lian: "..."
Sister Lian was speechless. Just a moment ago, Miss Qin had fainted because of the child, and now she wasn't looking for the child but going to fix a phone?
Is fixing a phone that important?
Qin Yin walked to the door to change her shoes, then grabbed her bag in one seamless motion. She didn't seem hurried at all, not at all like a mother who had just lost her child.
Sister Lian suddenly wondered if she was a little traumatized.
"Miss Qin." Sister Lian called her from behind.
Qin Yin waved her hand at her, "Sister Lian, you don't need to come over for a while, just go home. Don't worry, I'll pay your salary as usual."
