Finally, the assistant clumsily helped the young lady into the car.
Mrs. Zhang paused before getting into the car.
Wan Donglin walked over, smiling wryly, "Auntie, I'm very sorry..."
Mrs. Zhang also smiled wryly, "I understand, Donglin, this isn't your fault. It's alright, she's just being childish; it'll be fine in a few days. This morning when we woke up and had breakfast, we found she was suddenly gone. She wouldn't answer her phone either..."
"I really don't know what to say."
"You're doing the right thing, cutting off her unrealistic fantasies early; otherwise, it would truly hurt her in the long run. Strictly speaking, I should thank you."
"Thank you for understanding."
"Alright, Donglin, you should go to your meeting; I won't hold you up any longer."
He politely saw Mrs. Zhang into the car, and then he drove off himself.
Chuchu continued to cry non-stop in the car, "Mom... he bullied me... that hateful person bullied me..."
"How did he bully you?"
