Everyone immediately crowded around and started talking at once.
"Look at this old man, he seems decent enough, so why is he bullying a child?"
"Could he be a human trafficker?"
Someone stepped forward to assert justice, "Old man, do you want to kidnap a child in broad daylight because you think your life's too long?"
"Walk away now, or we'll call the cops."
Ji Zhiyuan never expected that his first time picking up his grandson would result in him being mistaken for a trafficker, and he was fuming, "I'm his grandfather, not a trafficker."
"You're fooling no one; would a grandpa make a kid cry like this?"
"Exactly, if you were his grandfather, would she be calling you a bad guy?"
"That trick's outdated; it won't fool anyone. Leave now, or we'll call the police and you'll be in serious trouble."
Ji Zhiyuan's face turned green with anger.
Uncle Chen sensed something was wrong and rushed over, turning pale when he heard what everyone was saying.
