Xiao Qin listened and frowned: "What a sin."
"Isn't it just."
Old Madam, softened by age, felt tender-hearted thinking of such a small child suffering: "Do you have your sister's phone number? If not, give her a call and let her know that it's better to raise her own child. Ask her to quickly take the child back to avoid such misfortune."
"Hmm, I'll tell her."
Xiao Qin felt she couldn't wait any longer.
She walked to the phone and dialed, quickly reaching Xiao Xiu.
Xiao Xiu seemed to be playing mahjong on the other end; Xiao Qin could hear the sound of tiles being shuffled.
"Xiu'er, I need to tell you something."
