"This is a family dispute," Zhang Ye frowned. These were generally handled through mediation, but this one seemed not so simple. "Do you feel unwell?"
"I feel dizzy and nauseous," she said, feeling utterly disgusted to the point of vomiting.
"What's going on?" He Guo hurried down the stairs upon seeing the uniform.
Seeing the physique of the father and son duo, Zhang Ye's mouth twitched. If it were a pig, it might still be edible, but as humans, they took up space and wasted fabric. He solemnly said, "Someone reported a robbery."
Luo Shufan's eyes widened, he only mentioned seeking help initially, not robbery.
"How can that be? This is all a misunderstanding, this is my niece." He Guo's plump hand was about to land on He Wenyu's head, but she quickly dodged behind Luo Shufan.
