"Brother Hu, are you so sure Miao Miao is on the second floor?"
"What?"
"Since we came to this house, have you heard Miao Miao's voice?"
As soon as Tan Wenbin finished speaking, a young girl's voice came from the second floor:
"Hu Yiwei, I'm waiting for you on the second floor."
Hu Yiwei exclaimed excitedly: "It's Miao Miao!"
Tan Wenbin still holding Hu Yiwei's wrist tightly didn't let go: "Brother Hu, let Miao Miao come down. You're here to demand justice, not to apologize. You need to show your stance!"
"I..."
"Hu Yiwei, if you don't come up, just leave." Miao Miao's voice came again from the second floor, "Between us, there really isn't much to talk about anymore."
"Miao Miao, I have some things I must tell you."
Hu Yiwei began to try to break free from Tan Wenbin's grip: "Binbin, let me go, let me finish talking to Miao Miao and I'll come right down, real quick."
"You..."
