Yun Yiqun clenched a handful of cold sweat, glad that Yun Qing didn't pursue the matter much further.
"Aqing, Mengmeng is a lovely and kind girl, she will definitely recover. You've lost a lot of weight these past few days, you should go back and drink some soup."
"Quanquan." Upon hearing Yun Yiqun's voice, Yun Qing's brows relaxed, only to furrow once more as he held onto Yiqun's hand, his voice also becoming more solemn, "I know that in the past, Jiaru caused you to lose your first child, and I know that Jiaru didn't agree to Yun Mo's bone marrow donation, I know you harbor some resentment towards her. But I do not wish to see similar incidents happening in the jewelry shop again."
"I was just irrationally angry." Yun Yiqun's heart pounded once more, she quickly averted her eyes from Yun Qing's serious gaze, lowered her head and spoke again, "As you know, I'm not the kind of person who holds a grudge. It won't happen again."
