Yin Hun the Nineteenth stood nearby, his gaze deep and staring in a certain direction, lost in thought.
"Honey, what are you looking at?"
"I heard from Mike about last night's events." Yin Hun the Nineteenth turned his face, his eyes slightly saddened as he looked at Tang Qingxue.
"What do you mean?"
"It's nothing! You don't need to worry about it for now!"
Yin Hun the Nineteenth turned and left, Tang Qingxue slowly squatted down, holding Niannian in her arms. The morning sun was somewhat glaring as she carried Niannian back into the hall.
Before she even walked in, she heard Yin Hun the Nineteenth and Ah Wu talking at the end of the hallway.
"Yes... I saw Lianxin do it with my own eyes. Because she is your cousin, I found it hard to say. I thought about it all night and decided it's better to tell you."
Tang Qingxue stepped in, seeing Ah Wu's eyes somewhat evasive.
"Ah Wu, are you saying you saw Lianxin pinching Niannian?"
