For the next five minutes, Xia Ming and Rong Yixuan ranted about Su Junhan. They were expressing their anger, their rage, and their dislike towards him. Seeing these two idiots like this, Su Yanruo held her aching head and she sighed. "Stop it!" she rasped.
Looking at Xia Ming, she poked her forehead, "You need to calm down." Then looking at the injured patient on the bed, she glared. "And you, need to finish that soup!"
Xia Ming puffed up her cheeks angrily. Crossing her arms on her chest, she harrumphed. "Humph! I won't let him punish you this time," she informed.
"That's for later," Su Yanruo sighed.
"No," Xia Ming shook her head. "This time, I won't back down. Someone needs to get this thing in his over-controlling brain, that he needs to stop treating his daughter like she was his enemy," she fumed.
