Mu Xiangwan learned early in the morning about Wu Meiting's long Weibo post, but she was not feeling well so she didn't pay attention to it. She had hoped the matter would have calmed down by now, but it was surprisingly still brewing.
"I'm on my way home. We can talk about it when I get there."
"Did you finish your drip? How are you feeling?"
"Better, I have an exam first thing tomorrow, and in the afternoon if I have time I'll go for another drip."
"Alright, let's talk when you get home."
Mu Xiangwan came home and before she could go upstairs and turn on her computer, she saw her grandfather, second aunt, third aunt and little aunt all sitting in the living room.
As soon as she saw her granddaughter return home, Grandfather Mu lifted his head from the newspaper, removed his reading glasses, and said, "Xiaowan, I have a question for you."
Mu Xiangwan didn't understand why, feeling lethargic, she went over, greeted all the elders, and sat down, "Grandpa, what is it?"
