"Yunxi!" Appalled, Jiang Qimeng hastily rushed forward to her son's bedside and covered his mouth. "You're in a bad shape now, so don't move around anymore! Just lie in bed and tell me what you need, okay? Watch your words, too!"
In a bid to keep his anger in check, he clenched his teeth hard and inhaled deeply; only then did he finally regain his calm composure.
Standing at one side was Song Enya, who had her head hanging low in guilt, with eyes moist from tears.
It hurt the lady to hear her brother speaking so harshly toward her, but she did not blame him in the slightest.
After all, everything happened because she had been so blinded by love; it was all her fault in the first place.
She knew her mistake now, though, and she swore not to commit such foolish mistakes again!
With eyes rimming red, she opened and closed her mouth several times but was hesitant to speak.
