Wei Anning always felt a bit at a loss when facing Mrs. Wei, even though she seemed so gentle and kind. How much love could a mother who couldn't even recognize her own daughter have?
She couldn't help but step back, avoiding Mrs. Wei's hand that was reaching out to grasp hers, "I wasn't hurt, a classmate pushed me out of the way."
Mrs. Wei's hand hung mid-air, and after a long while, she slowly retracted it. Anjing had become even more distant from her, "That's good that you weren't hurt. I heard there was an accident, and I've been worried all afternoon, so I wanted to come and see for myself."
To Wei Anning, Mrs. Wei was a complete stranger, so she did not consider her mother's current embarrassment, "I'm fine, you've seen for yourself, you can rest assured."
