Pan Huiyun also felt a twinge of guilt and hurried forward, forcibly taking the child into her arms, while complaining, "Look at the child, all sweaty. It must be hot at the doorway. Why didn't you come in after getting back? What are you doing standing at the door?"
"The child might be thirsty. I'll get her some water," Li Shiping said, holding back her tears. At that moment, she didn't want to say much to them and reached out to take the child, but Pan Huiyun dodged her.
With a note of sarcasm, she said, "I can give the child water. You go chat with Dongcheng! While you were carefree, visiting your parent's home, eating and living well, Dongcheng was to be pitied, he has lost so much weight."
"..."
Li Shiping knew Pan Huiyun's words were laced with meaning, intentionally targeting her, but she was not good with words and didn't know how to argue, feeling frustrated yet unable to respond.
