"Wanwan, An'an is your sister…" Yang Susu said, "Mom's demands aren't high, I only hope that our family is all well."
Xia Wanwan's eyes stung, and tears fell without warning. She took a deep breath and emphasized again, "Mom, I didn't do it."
Xia Wanwan's voice was too calm; Yang Susu didn't realize anything was amiss and continued to ask, "Then... what about the cellphone incident?"
Xia Wanwan's eyelashes trembled lightly as she spoke indifferently, "Shouldn't you be asking Xia An'an about that?"
Having said that, she hung up the phone.
She knew she shouldn't have lost her temper with her mother, knew her mother was the most innocent one, who knew nothing and had always been deceived—deceived by Xia An'an, deceived by her father, which is why it was like this…
When Xi Muchen returned home, he saw the little woman on the couch with red-rimmed eyes.
"What's wrong?" he enveloped her in his arms, "Did you just cry?"
