At this time, Xia Ru had already put on her clothes. However, there were still many scars on her face that were left behind by her own scratching.
Xia Ru's mother, Song Yan, glared at Xia Wan with dissatisfaction. "Wanwan, if you don't want to treat Xia Ru, just tell us. What are you doing all this for? In order to get your prescription, we've done as you said. In the future, we'll be doing all the work at home. How can you not treat your cousin?"
"Xia Wan, one must have a conscience. Aren't you afraid of retribution for setting up your own family?"
Li Jin also walked out at this time, picked up a stick, and was about to hit Xia Wan.
"You wretched girl, you still have the face to come home? you little liar, how did I raise such an insensible granddaughter like you!"
Xia Wan nimbly dodged Li Jin's stick and looked at the people in the yard with a cold gaze.
