Disdain, every pore expressing disdain.
Yan Zao: "..."
As if that child wasn't her own son.
Yan Zao went over to help Lan Mu squat down.
At this moment, Aunt Lan also came out and saw Lan Mu vomiting, so she quickly went inside to pour a glass of water for him.
She patiently guided him, "Rinse your mouth and spit it out."
But Lan Mu had drunk too much, his insides burning with the heat of the alcohol, and the cool water was exactly what he wanted, so he gulped it down instead.
Li Sufen watched his actions, her heart aching with both concern and anger, "You little rascal, drinking so much and creating a scene."
She had Lan Mu's vomit on her, and wanted to clean it up, but didn't know where to start, her hands held up in the air, her eyes brimming with helplessness, as if to say, what should I do now?
Suddenly, Lan Mu stood up, lunged forward, and hugged Li Sufen, "Mom, I really love Yan Zao."
Li Sufen: "..."
Disgusting.
