Qiming Orphanage.
By the flowerbeds in the front courtyard.
Old Wang, the suit-clad man who had been played half to death by the little girl, lay on the grass, while the office lady sat on the left side of the swing, swaying cautiously and chatting with Yanyan beside her.
She chatted with her heart pounding and palms sweaty from nervousness, yet she had to force a smile and continue to placate her companion.
Because the good news was that Old Wang had been successfully rescued, at least he wasn't dead.
But the bad news was that she had taken a seat on the swing.
However, there was more good news: she had successfully fooled the little girl!
Because the rule only stated the need to satisfy Yanyan's ideas, in other words, to please the little girl, so all she had to do was to figure out a way to make her happy!
Being happy didn't necessarily mean she had to play on the swing, right?
