Lin Qingqian was stunned for a moment. She realized what she was saying and shook her head with a smile. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"You're already so old. Auntie really shouldn't have hit you." A hint of regret surged in Lin Chaoyan's loving eyes. "You're a big girl after all. Slapping your face hurts your self-esteem."
"Auntie was too angry today. Don't be angry with Auntie. Auntie won't hit you anymore in the future."
Although she did not directly say the words "I'm sorry", these words were already an apology to Lin Qingqian.
However, the apology of an elder was always reserved and embarrassing.
A pure smile appeared on Lin Qingqian's delicate face. "I know that Auntie is doing this for my own good. I even hid such a huge matter from Auntie. I really deserve a beating."
Although this slap was painful, she did not feel aggrieved. Her Auntie loved her deeply and was extremely responsible.
