Age had started to catch up to Qian Yikun's mother. Mo Fei felt bad for letting the elderly lady stand. Hence, she hurriedly got up from the bed and stood there with a demureness that Mo Fei hated to see on herself.
Qian Yikun's mother nodded and walked in. Mo Fei watched as she sat down at the side of the bed.
"I know you're not feeling well, so please sit down." Her voice was lukewarm; it revealed nothing about what she was feeling.
Mo Fei did not think that Qian Yikun's mother liked her. After all, she was not exactly on her best behavior the last time they met.
"Have you seen the latest news?" Qian Yikun's mother went straight to the point.
"I know a little." Facing Qian Yikun's mother, Mo Fei found herself unable to identify the emotions she was having. What she did know was that this incident that happened to the Qian family was related to her.
