Mrs. Zhao stopped what she was doing, stunned in place.
Clearly, she had heard her daughter's voice calling from downstairs, and saw a strange man holding her daughter.
Anyone would think that this man was a bad person, bullying her daughter.
But Zhao Ziwei didn't let her mother call the police. What's the reason behind this? Could there be more to the story?
"Ziwei, what on earth is going on? You really scared mom to death." Mrs. Zhao said anxiously.
Zhao Ziwei looked at Ye Chen, whose hair was covered in vegetable leaves, and said apologetically, "Ye Chen, I'm really sorry, I've made my mom misunderstand you. I'll apologize to her on your behalf."
Ye Chen, with an awkward expression, shook the vegetable leaves off his head and smiled, "It's alright. Seeing how we were just now, it's normal for auntie to misunderstand."
At this time, Mrs. Zhao came to her senses and said, "Let's go inside and talk."
