Ye Ling raised her eyebrow and looked over. Before she could speak, Mr. Ji had already started yelling.
"Xiao Hong, it was originally our fault. You shouldn't say such things. Hurry up and apologize to your new classmate!"
"Kids are like this, why are you angry?" Mrs. Ji, who was on the upper bunk and had been quite aggressive earlier, calmed down now and grumbled at her husband.
"This child just doesn't understand manners." Mr. Ji saw his daughter storm off and apologized to Ye Ling, "Child, don't take it to heart. Xiao Hong may seem headstrong, but she has a good heart. She's straightforward and always wears her heart on her sleeve."
Unlike some people who are nice to you on the surface but have all kinds of bad intentions underneath.
Ye Ling naturally understood Mr. Ji's words, "Uncle, you are too kind. I'm okay."
