Jiang Xiaoran forced a wry smile, "Grandma, I'm already in high school."
"It's all the same." Mrs. Jiang smiled amiably as she took the iodine handed over by Jiang Yanlu, who had just come out of the room, as if nothing had happened, and carefully tended to the wound on Jiang Xiaoran's face.
Though Lin Juan was quite dissatisfied with Jiang Zhe's attitude just now, considering it was the Lunar New Year and they were about to have the New Year's Eve dinner, making a scene would only ruin the harmony. She had no choice but to hold her tongue for the moment, her expression still not very pleasant.
People in the midst of a situation are often confused, but outsiders see it clearly. Standing among these people, Jiang Feng could distinctly feel that aside from Jiang Xiaoran's just-arrived family, everyone seated had their own issues.
