Li Hanxian suddenly lost his appetite, threw down his chopsticks, and stood up to leave the restaurant.
Miaomiao and Qinqin exchanged glances, their faces a blend of innocence and bewilderment.
"Brother, what's wrong with our stepdad?"
"It seems like he's angry."
"Ah?" Miaomiao's mouth fell open, and then, with hands on hips, she puffed up angrily, "He's so petty! He gets angry at the drop of a hat. I declare, from now on I don't like this stepdad anymore."
——
In the prison.
Rong Shengsheng was frantic, her head aching with worry. The thought of her two children made her tears flow like a breached dam, uncontrollable and ceaseless.
She then pleaded desperately with a police officer, "Officer, I have two children at home. Could you let me make a call to arrange for someone to take care of them??"
The police officer was understanding and allowed it.
