The aunt looked at everyone blankly.
"Ultimately unable to resist the power of the masses, she nodded awkwardly: "Oh dear, little girl, don't blame the aunt for worrying, last week something like this happened at the hospital, that child was beaten, tsk tsk tsk, it's simply inhumane..."
"I understand, you mean well."
Qin Yiren interrupted her with a smile, bringing Little Crybaby back to the ward with the bodyguard, asking gently: "Alright, can you tell me the phone number of your elder at home?"
Little Crybaby recited a string of numbers fluently, eyes red.
Qin Yiren dialed according to the given number, briefly explaining the situation, and the voice on the other end instantly roared: "Ah? That damned girl skipped school to chase stars with her brother? She's out of control, don't worry, I'll definitely give you an explanation!"
Afterwards, the other side asked for the address and angrily hung up the phone.
