Speaking of the phone, An Ning's phone rang again.
Seeing the contact list on the screen, An Ning's brows furrowed instantly.
"Whose is it?"
"Oh... I found a part-time job; it's the manager's call. Mom, I'll go and take it," An Ning said and then ran into the room.
In fact, it was An Jiancheng who had called.
"Hello, what do you want?" An Ning asked icily.
"Has your mom been discharged?" An Jiancheng inquired.
"Yes."
"Taken to the Yu's place?"
"It's my husband's home."
An Jiancheng stammered, "How is your mom's mental state now? Actually, you shouldn't take your mom to your place; it won't be good for you."
An Ning didn't like what she heard, "What's not good about it? Even if it's not good, it's none of your business."
"Hold on, daughter, just listen to what your dad has to say. Our family's status is worlds apart from the Yu Family; they can accept you without considering our background. But if they find out your mom has a mental illness, will they still accept you?"
