"To please us, to give us an explanation, how can they not act quickly!?" Pei Qian's words had barely fallen when people from the Li family arrived.
The cries of a small child carried over from afar.
Upon hearing the child's cries, Jiujiu, who was crying just as loudly, twisted her head in the arms of her nurse, her black grape-like eyes sparkling and clear, scanning around as if searching for the source of the sound.
The nurse took her back to the courtyard to soothe her.
The Li party arrived, with Grandma Li's eyes red and filled with unceasing anger, Old Man Li sighing continuously, and Bao Xiang looking dejected and dreadful. Their daughter, not yet a year old, kept crying in his arms.
Pei Qin frowned at the crying and angry words, then offered them tea and dispensed the order to see the guests out, sending them off.
