Xu Ke returned to Luo City very quietly. He didn't tell anyone or alert anyone. He wanted to go back quietly and give Lin Mengyao a surprise, but he didn't expect to encounter such a scene as soon as he got off the plane.
In the airport lobby, a woman who looked about forty years old but well-maintained was pointing angrily at a small girl in a JK uniform carrying luggage in front of her. The reason for calling her a small girl was because she not only looked small in stature but also seemed quite young.
At this moment, her tidy white shirt had been wrinkled by the woman, whose voice was sharp and piercing, stabbing into Xu Ke's and the onlookers' eardrums like a steel needle.
"You're coming home with me. Your brother's condition can't be delayed any longer. Hurry up and come back with me to save him. I didn't raise you for nothing. Now it's time for you to repay the favor." The woman was tugging at the girl's white shirt, her movements exceptionally rough.
