Ye Wanting's eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't fall. She was timid, but after years of struggle, timidity simply wasn't enough to shoulder the burdens.
She wiped her tears away and placed the bowl of spilled soup back on the tray, "I'll go get everyone a new bowl."
Loo Jinyang watched the girl's retreating figure and stroked his chin, "Quite strong."
Ye Wanting returned the soup to the kitchen, where the head chef berated her and even said they would dock it from her pay. She didn't dare to say anything. After she served the soup, she received a call from the hospital.
"Someone came today, claiming to be your brother. He said he'd transfer your mother to another hospital and had all the medical fees refunded. Now we can't find him; you should come to the hospital immediately."
Ye Wanting felt a tightness in her chest, "Why did you refund the medical fees to him? Why didn't you call me in advance?"
