Outside the door.
Tan'er rested her two little fists on her cheeks, staring unblinkingly at Meng Qianqian: "Sister."
Meng Qianqian said calmly: "She's gone."
Tan'er's apricot-like eyes widened.
Not listening for a little longer? That's your own mother! She's still alive!
Watching Meng Qianqian's brisk and resolute figure, faint tears surfaced in Tan'er's eyes as she muttered sorrowfully, "Not even caring for her own mother… Sister is truly... so heartless! So unfeeling! So cold-hearted! So… utterly captivating!"
Excitement gleamed intensely in her eyes as she hurled herself forward to catch up!
The neighboring courtyard gate was ajar. Meng Qianqian called out twice at the door to the elderly woman, but hearing no reply, she worried something had happened. Saying, "Granny, I'm coming in," she carefully pushed the door open and entered.
Nanny Li hadn't lied to Meng Qianqian; Granny really had taken a fall, witnessed by Ban Xia.
