Suddenly, Jingxi shook Ye Xinluo's arm, "Mommy, why don't we let Tongtong come to our house? Then we can just pick her up from our house."
Ye Xinluo hesitated for a moment and didn't agree right away.
"Mommy, it's not even noon yet. If we take Tongtong back to school, the teachers will be very busy and won't have time to take care of her. Plus, there are a lot of kids at school. What if she gets bumped again? My hand hurts, and I also want to take a break at home, so I can accompany her. Tongtong is my friend. It should be fine for her to come to our house, right?"
Beichen Rui, who had been standing aside quietly, looked at his son and immediately guessed what he was planning.
"Let's do as Jingxi suggested. If we get in touch with the child's parents, they can pick her up from our house. She needs to rest properly after getting injured, so it's better not to go back to school for now."
