Half a month later, in an old residential area, Ye Fan was chased away by Lu Xiaoman's foster mother, who was wielding a broom.
"Get out! Get out! Get out of here! Stop bothering my Manman!" Lu Xiaoman's foster mother kept cursing, "My Manman has nothing to do with you anymore! Everything has been returned to you, what more are you dissatisfied with?!"
Ye Fan stood in a corridor with many graffiti on its dilapidated walls, letting Lu Xiaoman's foster mother hit him with the broom.
Exhausted, Lu Xiaoman's foster mother finally stopped to catch her breath.
Ye Fan finally had a chance to speak, pleadingly, "Auntie, please let me see Manman one more time. I promise, if she isn't willing this time, I will never disturb her again."
Old Lu, who had come out from inside, saw Ye Fan's earnest demeanor and softened, "Dear, just let him see Manman one more time."
"Hmph!" Lu Xiaoman's foster mother snorted heavily but did not object.
