"Let's go, let's go, let's go! Let's hurry home to pack my things. I want to stay at Tingyi's house!"
Zhao Xiumei walked in front, smiling happily.
"Mom, is it because you don't live well at home?" Lan Tingyun chased after her and asked.
"Mom, now that Tingyi has disappeared, Sis-in-law must be upset. She probably won't have time to take care of you even if you go, and she still has to take care of Yaxin. To put it bluntly, aren't you just causing trouble?"
Li Yueru had her own selfish reasons for saying this.
She knew that Lan Anran and Zhao Xiumei didn't get along. If she hadn't indulged Lan Tingyi, the hospital wouldn't have stopped operations and caused such a stir. She just wanted her daughter to vent her frustrations and torture this old lady.
