At that moment, Xia Ziyu finally regained her composure, and her face was filled with fury as she looked at the people before her.
"I think you really are sick!"
"We don't even know you, so why would we investigate your situation?"
"Who do you think you are? You really take yourselves too seriously!"
Han Hongyue's beautiful eyes also showed a hint of displeasure as she looked at them.
Eventually, her gaze fell on the little boy.
"We simply saw that the child was dressed so heavily in the middle of the summer, and out of curiosity, we asked about it!"
The woman opposite heard this and expressed some dissatisfaction, "Just asking?"
"Then how did you find out about Little Bao's illness?"
"Only our family is aware of Little Bao's condition. Outsiders have no clue. If you didn't investigate secretly, how would you know?"
Upon hearing this, Han Hongyue couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
"Ignorant!"
