"It was your fault to begin with. Could It Be My Fault?"
"Yes, yes, yes. My wife naturally won't be wrong."
Su Chenghui coaxed Li Qianxue. Li Qianxue didn't even look at him and directly returned to the ward. Su Peizhen's mood seemed to have calmed down. She half-leaned on the hospital bed, and no one knew what she was thinking.
She didn't speak, and Li Qianxue wasn't in a hurry either. She just poured her a glass of water.
"Thank you."Su Peizhen took the water and habitually wanted to call her mother, but she held back.
She didn't speak, and Li Qianxue didn't speak either. The mother and daughter who were once relatives were now looking at each other in silence.
After Su Peizhen finished drinking the water, she wanted to put down the glass. However, Li Qianxue took the initiative to take it and put it aside.
Her actions made Su Peizhen's nose ache again. When had Li Qianxue ever taken care of someone before?
