"Aiyo, my precious daughter, what happened to you, how did you get all these injuries?" Mrs. Xu saw the scars on her daughter's arms and the torn bits on her clothes and immediately felt a surge of heartache.
Huo Chen stood guiltily to the side, not daring to look up at Mrs. Xu, and muttered softly, "Aunt Xu, I'm sorry!
It was my fault that Xu Ying fell."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xu glared furiously at Huo Chen. Had it been someone else, she would have been clawing at them already, but seeing Huo Chen, who was over six feet tall with a fierce-looking face, Mrs. Xu felt somewhat intimidated and said, "Huo Chen.
You sure are tall, but how could you be so clumsy, even falling off a bicycle? With those long legs of yours, couldn't you have propped yourself and prevented the fall?"
Mrs. Xu was truly angry, and turned to look at her two sons.
Eldest Xu and Xu Laoer also felt sorry for their sister but, thinking of Huo Chen's menacing manner, both were a bit scared.