As long as it can be swallowed, everything is fine.

"You can't drink it!" Lan Qingyue glanced at Chu Chu. This little girl would agree to anything for food.

Chu Chu nimbly hid behind Lin Muze, kicking her legs and puffing out her cheeks, "Chu Chu can drink!"

Chu Chu can drink anything.

The child's voice trembled and sounded "unreasonable."

Ouch!

You're being cheeky, aren't you!

Lan Qingyue raised an eyebrow and said, "That's cold, you can't drink it."

"Yes~~~" Chu Chu grabbed Lin Muze's waist with both hands, poked her round head out, and said confidently, "It's not cold, Chu Chu's tummy is fine~~~"

She patted her little tummy. She'd sneaked a bite of the ice cream her grandma had left on the coffee table when she wasn't looking. It was icy cold and sweet—so delicious!

However, she never saw ice cream, such a delicious snack, at home again after that.

What a pity!

While Chu Chu was still haggling with Lan Qingyue, Chen Xueyun's director suddenly rushed over, panting, and told everyone that Liang Xiyu had just been hit by an electric scooter while crossing the road, fell, and scraped her knee. The scooter driver insisted that it wasn't his fault, that he was watching where he was going, and that Liang Xiyu suddenly rushed out and hit him, and that he had braked in time to avoid an accident.

Chen Xueyun's account was completely contrary to the driver's. When Liang Xiyu was crossing the road, the driver suddenly drove the car over at high speed. Liang Xiyu was unable to dodge in time and was hit.

Both sides stuck to their own versions of events and neither was willing to back down. The driver apologized for Liang Xiyu's scratches, after all, a little girl had been scratched by his electric bike. However, he firmly refused to admit that it was his fault. The intersection was a crossroads, and although there were no traffic lights, he always paid attention to pedestrians every time he drove across it.

Chen Xueyun refused to let it go, believing it was the driver's fault for not watching where he was going and hitting Liang Xiyu. She insisted that the driver should cover all of Liang Xiyu's medical expenses and that she would call the police.

Unable to dissuade Chen Xueyun, the director had no choice but to go find Lan Qingyue and the others, and also called Director Cai.

She, a junior editor, couldn't control Chen Xueyun, this "big Buddha".

Lan Qingyue and the others went first, and Si Yiming followed them. Director Cai hadn't arrived yet; he was supposedly taking a cold shower. He had been busy all day and was covered in sweat. He finally had some leisure time, but then he received this phone call. He couldn't even enjoy the cold shower anymore. He put on his slippers, borrowed a teacher's electric scooter, and flew over.

When the electric scooter driver saw that Chen Xueyun had brought so many people, he worried that they would be as unreasonable as she was. He tried to get on the scooter and drive off, but Chen Xueyun ran over and grabbed him, refusing to let him go.

Other guests: "..."

The photographer is taking pictures.

Chen Xueyun's eyes were icy cold. "You are not allowed to leave. You are not allowed to leave until the police arrive."

Chen Xueyun didn't have a cell phone, so she could only wait for her director to arrive. But when the director went to call for help, Si Yiming and the others arrived, but the director was nowhere to be seen. Since she didn't have a cell phone, she could only hold onto the driver and prevent him from leaving.

"Sister, it was your child who ran over without looking where they were going, what does it have to do with me? Besides, I've already apologized to your child, so just consider this my bad luck, okay?"

The electric scooter driver was so frightened by the sight of more than a dozen people of all ages and so many cameras that his legs almost went weak. If he was dragged any longer, he wouldn't be able to leave.