The teacher walking behind them wore an awkward expression.
Back then, Yun Yecheng, who was quite successful in his business, had quite a prestige in the area. She advised him with good intentions, "Mr. Yun, do you have your eyes set on this girl? No one in the welfare center likes her, and she seems a little autistic. I'm afraid that she might be a bit mentally challenged. She never likes to talk and has this despondent look all the time. Looking at her brings one's spirits down. Plus, she once stole from another girl, so everyone ostracizes her."
"She stole something?" Li Qin wrinkled her brows and interrupted right away, "No, we can't accept someone who steals. How can she have such a behavior?! Yecheng, don't waste any more time on her; let's go look at other children—"
