"If you're worried that you won't be able to explain yourself when you get home, I can explain it to Uncle Yin so that he won't blame you." Lin Jia thought that, understandably, Yin Tao was still worried about what happened, so he wanted to help her resolve the problem. After all, Zhao Yue and Yin Ning didn't seem so friendly to Yin Tao.
"It's fine. I'm already used to it." Yin Tao said, and then she got worried that Lin Jia would misunderstand her. She then explained, "My father treats me quite well. He won't blame me. My mother was just anxious, she doesn't usually hit me. Brother Lin Jia, you don't have to worry about me."
Looking at the exceptionally understanding Yin Tao, Lin Jia's heart ached. "Sister Xiaotao, if you have any grievances in the future, you can tell me. I'll do my best to help you."
Yin Tao nodded. She was grateful for Lin Jia's care and concern.
