Lin Zhiyan's small face suddenly became panicked, her eyes filled with unease and fear.
Unconsciously, she tightly held Nan Yan's hand, trembling all over.
Nan Yan furrowed her brows slightly. "What's wrong?"
"She's here... she's here again..." Lin Zhiyan's face turned pale, and her words became incoherent. "I don't want to see her, make her leave!"
"Who?"
This person must have caused great harm to Lin Zhiyan to leave such deep-rooted fear in her. Just by hearing her voice, it could make Lin Zhiyan so terrified.
"My grandmother... she's very wicked, very wicked!" Lin Zhiyan gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resistance and dread.
Nan Yan gently patted her back and spoke in a soothing voice. "Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you down. With me here, she won't be able to bully you."
Lin Zhiyan shook her head, her pale face serious. "No, she will curse and say very unpleasant things..."
"I don't want you to be cursed too."