Jiujiu and Cute sat on one side, while Eleven and the others took the opposite side.
Eleven and Ye Wanjun, who were called out, sat upright in their seats, while Jiujiu narrowed her eyes like a family head, looking serious.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"
"Exactly! I wanted to ask too, Eleven, what happened to your face?" Since she wasn't allowed to call her sister, and Cute didn't want to call her aunt, she just used her name, which was much easier!
"This…" Eleven chuckled awkwardly.
"It's a long story!" Recognizing the opportunity, Ye Wanjun stood up and sat next to Jiujiu, swiftly transitioning from the admonished to the admonisher.
Of course, they couldn't tell the child it was because of a poster incident from years ago, a matter they couldn't possibly share with children.
So Ye Wanjun glossed over that, and roughly relayed how Eleven had been bullied at school, and how she fought bravely against the odds.
