"I want to go in," Jian Yiling said as she pointed at the place where the access card was swiped.
"I've told you already. You guys can't go in. You must follow the proper procedure. If everyone was like the two of you, everything will be a mess. Please take your mother away. You won't achieve anything doing this." The security guard attempted to persuade her.
"She's not my mother." Jian Yiling replied.
"How is she not your mother? Both of you came at the same time. I saw it with my own eyes! Why else would a junior high school student come to our research institution? Don't lie to me. Are you saying this so you can run past me when I'm not paying attention?"
The security guard was determined that Jian Yiling was the daughter of the woman.
"I made an appointment with the person inside," Jian Yiling replied. Her face was calm and collected. Her demeanor was completely different from the woman who was crying and wailing on the ground.
