Qin Yihan couldn't be bothered to expose Su Xiaoli's little trick.
He turned around and led the way, "Let's go, see what kind of state your sister is in from your doing."
Hearing him mention Su Yao's injury, Su Xiaoli followed behind the man with a guilty conscience, "She... shouldn't be too bad."
Qin Yihan could tell just from the girl's tone of voice that Su Yao's injury must be severe.
"It hurts!"
"It's killing me—!"
"Damn Su Xiaoli—!"
"Mom! Be gentle——!"
Qin Yihan and Su Xiaoli, one in front of the other, hadn't yet made it into the office where Su Yao and Chen Tingfang were when they heard Su Yao's wails from a distance.
Qin Yihan glanced back at Su Xiaoli indifferently, "You just said... Su Yao's injury was nothing?"
Su Xiaoli bit her lip and stubbornly explained, "It's because Su Yao is too delicate."
She's screaming like it's a huge deal over such a small injury.
Back in the village, Big Bull would have his arm skinned and still wouldn't make a peep.