"That's right! He's my nephew, attacked on the street yesterday, and now he's still lying in the hospital." The middle-aged man crossed his arms contemptuously, waiting to see what Li Jingyi's reaction would be.
"Are you talking about last night?" Another voice interjected between the two, as Ye Liqing lifted her head, her dark eyes sweeping towards the middle-aged man, who hurriedly lowered his head. "I'm asking if you're talking about last night?" The woman, not receiving an immediate answer, seemed a little impatient. She had no intention of getting involved and was already regretting her recent impulsive action.
"That's right."
"Oh!" Ye Liqing responded, then fell silent, leaving the two quite bewildered.
"You're Director Li Jingyi, I presume!" The man glanced at Li Jingyi's ID badge. "Now you either let the guy named Xiao come back and handle this, or I'll call the police." The middle-aged man brushed the hair that had fallen in front of his eyes back over his head.
