"Mom, I told you, didn't I? Yao Tang wasn't the one who had tripped me. It was all me—I swear. I fell down by accident," Yao Ran stuttered, finally finding her voice.
While her eyes were twinkling, her smile had froze. Her fingers drummed anxiously on her thigh as she gazed up at her mother.
Seeing that Qin Man wouldn't let this go easily, she pretended to be calm and dusted off the edges of her skirt. "I really am fine. The one who's hurt here is Grandma," she said again. "It's important that she's given proper care."
She glanced at her nanny. "Aunt Zhang, go and get the ointment I have in my first-aid kit. It's located below the passenger seat. You'll know it when you see it."
Aunt Zhang smiled, nodding. "You really are such a good-hearted granddaughter," she gushed, glancing at Old Madame Yao. "She's giving you her most precious ointment. How lucky!"
