Bai Peiluan didn't want to explain to her son either, and started to scold again: "What a scoundrel, he's nothing like his brother; such a worry-free kid. I'll have his father beat him when he gets back, it's really unacceptable. Ye Xingguang has been sick for two days, no one told him, and he didn't take the initiative to find out; what a scoundrel..."
"Alright, stop scolding him. I don't blame him for not knowing about Ye Xingguang's illness. But he?! How can he give such a personal thing like a phone to an assistant to manage? In the future when my daughter sends him a message, will she be talking to him or his assistant?
After speaking, Bai Lanwu got up and went to the kitchen. It was almost dark, and she had to prepare some porridge.
Her daughter couldn't eat, but her husband had to. The whole family had fallen ill apart from her; Bai Lanwu was really in a terrible mood.
