"Even their own birth mother didn't care," Qing Yan casually leaned against a tree and said leisurely, "The two sisters should solve their own issues."
Hearing that, He Ning asked, "So, you just added a kick for fun earlier? I guess you were confident that Yin Panpan would win, which is why you're standing here so nonchalantly, enjoying the show?"
Li Chunyuan knew that her daughter had to let out her anger, and she had to do it herself... Otherwise, if she kept suppressing it, it would harm her.
Yin Qing was accustomed to a life of luxury, delicate and weak, unlike Yin Panpan who had been out for a few years, moving countless buckets of water in the office...
Soon, Yin Panpan gained the upper hand. She straddled Yin Qing and began to hit her. "If you don't kneel today, I'll keep hitting you until you do! Will you kneel? Will you?"
"Stop hitting me, please stop..." Yin Qing covered her face, which looked like a pig's head. Her little dress was torn, revealing some skin. She quickly tried to cover herself up. "Yin Panpan, elder sister Panpan, please don't hit me anymore..."
Yin Panpan saw that she was scared and finally stopped.
In the end, Yin Qing, protecting her torn dress, knelt on the ground pitifully. Under Yin Panpan's gaze, she bowed to pay respects to their deceased uncle. Although her forehead didn't touch the ground, it was considered a symbolic gesture.
"Elder sister Panpan, can I leave now?"
"You haven't apologized to my mother yet! My mother is your elder, your aunt. You not only bullied me, but you also brought people to bully her! You humiliated her!" Yin Panpan was furious.
"I'm sorry, Aunt, I was wrong."
Li Chunyuan knew that her apology was insincere. She turned away and didn't respond.
"Get lost!" Yin Panpan never wanted to see this person again.
Yin Qing ran off with the torn dress in her arms, followed by seven or eight bodyguards. Ah Xiong and Ah Li, before leaving, were kicked twice by Yin Panpan.
"Not bad, an improvement," Qing Yan curved his lips and praised, "No longer the easily manipulated young sapling from before."
"President Qing, thank you today... We were fortunate to have you here, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable," Yin Panpan expressed gratitude as she helped her mother up. "Let me introduce you. This is my mother, Li Chunyuan. Mom, this is my boss, President Qing, and Assistant He."
"Thank you all for today..." Li Chunyuan deeply bowed, expressing her deep appreciation for their assistance.
"Your injury..." Qing Yan noticed a wound on Li Chunyuan's elbow.
Li Chunyuan quickly covered it up. "Oh, it's nothing. I accidentally hurt it earlier."
"Mom, does it hurt?" Yin Panpan looked at her with concern. "You're bleeding so much. Shall I take you to the hospital?"
"I want to take care of the tombstone..." Li Chunyuan's gaze fell on the tombstone. The red paint was quite noticeable, and the empty space in front of the grave and the surrounding grass were also affected, with traces of paint splattered.
"It probably won't come off... Let's get a new tombstone for Dad. Yin Qing must have gone home to complain by now. If we don't leave soon, I'm afraid it could be dangerous."
Yin Panpan knew Yin Qing's nature very well. She had never suffered a setback since she was young, and after being humiliated today, she would definitely seek revenge.
"I'll drive you to the hospital first." Qing Yan noticed that not only Li Chunyuan was injured, but Yin Panpan as well.
"No need, we have medicine at home. We'll just clean up when we get back," Li Chunyuan politely and kindly declined Qing Yan's offer. "We'll take the bus later."
Qing Yan understood that they wanted to save money and spoke gently, "Since we don't have anything urgent, let us give you a ride. Panpan, where do you live?"
"Ah? We... We rented a house in Huaxiang."
Huaxiang was a relatively run-down neighborhood, with small-sized houses ranging from 27 to 38 square meters.
"He Ning, let's go to Huaxiang."
"Yes."
Ten minutes later.
Their car stopped at the entrance of the Huaxiang neighborhood, but Li Chunyuan insisted on inviting them upstairs for tea.
He Ning checked the time and nodded at Qing Yan, indicating that they still had time.
"Auntie, don't be bothered by the small size of your home..." Li Chunyuan, with one uninjured hand holding Qing Yan's, said kindly, "You and Xiao He have helped us so much, and we don't have any decent thank-you gifts. How about going upstairs and having a cup of hot tea with us? Don't hesitate..."
"Yes, President Qing, don't be polite with us, let's go up together! And He Ning, you should come too?"
Upon hearing Yan Panpan's invitation as well, He Ning looked at Qing Yan with anticipation. Qing Yan nodded and followed them upstairs.
"You became the president of the company at such a young age? That's truly remarkable..."
"Mom, our President Qing is amazing. She has great expertise in design! Every time she gives guidance on the sketches, they instantly reach a whole new level!"
"Is that so? Then you should learn a lot from your President Qing."
"Just call me Qing Yan."
...
Upon entering, He Ning realized how small their home was, with a mini living room.
On the left were two small rooms, with a toilet in the middle, and a small kitchen on the right. Along with a small dining table, it became the cozy home for the mother and daughter.
Though small, the place was spotlessly clean and had a warm atmosphere.
"For now, we can only afford a place like this..." Li Chunyuan smiled and immediately offered them slippers upon entering, preparing tea.
"Auntie, don't worry about it." Qing Yan asked Yan Panpan to take out the first aid kit and tend to the wounds.
Li Chunyuan soon brought two cups of hot tea.
"Auntie, let me have a look at your injury." Qing Yan noticed that Li Chunyuan had injured her elbow, scraping it on the ground, with some sand still inside the wound...
She carefully tended to Li Chunyuan's wound, and Li Chunyuan was slightly surprised, "You know how to dress wounds?"
The way she dressed the wound appeared skillful, not inferior to that of a professional nurse.
Qing Yan casually replied, "I saw a similar technique online, just following the example."
Li Chunyuan realized the modesty in the girl's words and her impression of her improved even more.
Yan Panpan was disinfecting her own elbow and applying medicine when the cotton swab touched the wound, causing her to frown in pain.
"Let me do it." He Ning took the cotton swab, gently and carefully tending to her wound. "If it hurts, let me know."
"Okay..." Yan Panpan watched him attentively applying the medicine and gratefully said, "Thank you!"
After tending to the wounds, Qing Yan put everything back in place. "That Yan Qing is not a good person. You should find another place to live."
Yan Panpan had considered this issue before. "But... there's currently no two-bedroom place cheaper than this."