Fu Xuan's attitude was very firm, and Xue Shuying saw how stiff the situation had become between mother and daughter. She hurried to mediate, "Luoluo, don't talk to your mom like that, you will hurt her feelings. I'll be right back, you rest well."
Yan Luoxi opened her mouth, only to watch as Fu Xuan and Xue Shuying, one after the other, walked away. She was so anxious; it made her blood boil.
Without even thinking, she knew what Fu Xuan would say to Xue Shuying.
She took out her cellphone but didn't know who to call. Quickly, she threw off the blanket, got out of bed, put on her shoes, grabbed the down jacket hanging on the floor rack, put it on, and rushed out.
In the coffee shop across from the hospital, Fu Xuan sat opposite Xue Shuying, who took a sip from the cup in front of her and started the conversation calmly, "Luoluo is a good kid. I liked her from the first time I met her."
