As their eyes met, Han Bao'er approached under the gaze of Wang Daniu and Wang Jiaojiao.
Frowning deeply and sweeping her gaze across them with confusion, she could feel that these two had been watching and talking about her all along.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Han Bao'er asked, her face wearing an unfriendly expression.
At these words, Wang Jiaojiao became enraged, losing her temper on the spot, "Han Bao'er, you've stolen my man, what else could I possibly want with you?"
Startled, Han Bao'er looked nervously around. Fortunately, Wang Jiaojiao had managed to keep her voice low enough and the elderly at the nursing home were hard of hearing, so thankfully no one overheard.
"Can we talk somewhere else, please? I know I was wrong, but I'd still like to explain."
Han Bao'er pleaded with a face full of anxiety.
