Li Haoran stood rooted to the ground. When he turned around only to see that everyone was staring at him with expressions of astonishment and inquiry, he glowered.
His gaze swept through the small crowd. Besides Jiang Chun and Liu Wei, he didn't know anyone else.
He warned sternly, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, or else…"
The threat was obvious.
Everyone nodded.
Li Haoran walked back into the ward and saw that Li Xueqing was no longer crying and creating a din like before.
Her eyes were bloodshot. After Li Haoran had shut the door, she grabbed Fang Zhili's hand and shouted, "Mom, Dad, it wasn't me. Li Beinian tried to frame me!"
Fang Zhili stomped her feet angrily and barked, "You!"
Li Haoran, on the other hand, was much more direct. He strode in, lifted and swung his hand to deliver a slap to Li Xueqing's face.
Fang Zhili was shocked and immediately grabbed her husband's hand, gasping, "What are you doing!"
