The old woman who had fallen to the ground had a fearful expression. She trembled, trying to get up, but her injuries were likely too severe. She tried several times but couldn't manage it.
The little girl with her, who looked to be no more than five or six years old, had thrown herself on top of the woman, sobbing helplessly. Her small face was flushed, her eyes full of tears.
"Grandma, Grandma, are you okay? WAHHH…"
The old woman was both panicked and heartbroken. Her wrinkled hand trembled as she wiped the tears from the little girl's face. "Good girl, don't cry, don't cry. Grandma's fine, I'm fine…"
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but point and start whispering.
"Which official's family is this? So arrogant!"
"Exactly! Their carriage clearly hit someone first, and they still have this attitude! Bullying an old woman and a child who have no one to rely on. It's heartless!"
"I think… that carriage belongs to… Mr. Fan?"
"Which Mr. Fan?"
