The police had already intervened, and she wasn't scared.
But somehow, she still felt a bit drained.
Hope rekindled in those somewhat blurry eyes shortly after, and Jing Qing immediately ran downstairs, "Grandpa!"
The old man had just wanted to stop Jing Feng and ask what had happened when he heard his granddaughter rushing down from upstairs and immediately turned around, his hands gripping his canes and poking the ground, his heart tightened when he saw his granddaughter crying pitifully.
Fifteen minutes later, the old man made a phone call, while Jing Qing sat next to him, too nervous to even take a deep breath.
At that moment, Qiao Yi happened to be on the phone with Mu Yichen when he noticed that the police officer who had been helping him deal with the ringleader of the troublemakers also took a call. Seeing his expression, Qiao Yi frowned and said into the phone, "Someone might have intervened."
"Tell their people to get lost."
"Yes!"