"I... What should I do? Sob, sob, sob. Sister Hanxing, I didn't... " Han Yin's words were incoherent as if she had fallen into a state of great panic. She spoke in a disorganized manner, and she could not grasp the main point. She cried and sucked in a cold breath. "Sister Hanxing, I didn't do it, it wasn't me... I didn't do it..."
"What's happening..." Shen Hanxing was extremely worried. Unconsciously, she squeezed her palm tightly, causing the milk tea to spill out. The sweet milk tea overflowed and dripped onto her fingers, making them sticky. But Shen Hanxing didn't pay attention to it. She raised her voice and said, "Han Yin! Calm down and explain the situation clearly! If you don't explain, how can I help you?"
Han Yin continued crying.
"Where are you now?" Shen Hanxing became anxious and her voice turned serious. "Tell me, I'll come over immediately."
