"She's not related by blood." Mo Weiyi muttered under her breath.
Words spoken carelessly can have significant consequences.
Mo Yaoxiong's expression wavered.
As for Xu Jing, she also appeared surprised.
"Weiyi and I are heading to the hospital later." A man's deep voice suddenly rang out.
Mo Yaoxiong snapped back to reality, "To the hospital? Why?"
Xiao Yebai, holding his coffee casually, replied with indifference, "Zhiwei returns to Tongcheng tomorrow."
So, that was it.
"Since she's leaving tomorrow, it's fitting for us to visit her at the hospital as her brother and sister-in-law." Mo Yaoxiong said, turning to his daughter, "When we're there, remember to speak politely. No more unnecessary tantrums, understood?"
Mo Weiyi had no intention of paying him any mind.
What kind of father, she thought, scolded her in front of others? Hmph.
She picked up her soy milk, engrossed in her own drink, apparently oblivious to him.
