"Hey! You just called me Yingying! I don't want to hear you call me 'little thing'!" Lian Xinying spoke to the phone with a whine.
"We'll talk when I get home!" Yan Ye was now at his parents' house.
"Okay, I'm about to go to the mental hospital, is there anything you need to tell me?" Lian Xinying put away all her restlessness and asked him seriously.
She had originally called him to have a serious talk about this matter, but he had hung up on her.
"Don't wander around aimlessly. Because mentally ill patients who commit murder are not held criminally responsible."
Yan Ye's calm voice came from the other side, and Lian Xinying's brows furrowed.
"Are you implying that someone might use a mentally ill patient to commit murder?" Lian Xinying analyzed his words with furrowed brows.
"Hmm. Just follow Ji Fan; he will protect you."
"Yan Ye, if it's so dangerous over there, why not get that person out?" Lian Xinying suddenly became scared.