Nan Xia pursed her lips tightly, her voice ice-cold: "No one told me, this is all my own analysis. Am I wrong? You disregarded the law for the sake of Song Yushang, just to clear her of suspicion..."
"Get out!"
Feng Jingxuan stood up, his clothes fluttering with a gust of wind, looking furious.
Nan Xia was somewhat mocking, clearly hitting upon his secret thoughts.
Had he not been privately biased, he wouldn't have protected Song Yushang at every turn.
She got up and left this time without any reluctance.
"Auntie, are you hurt?"
At that moment, Chenchen ran down from upstairs, his hair bouncing as he rushed.
Nan Xia quickly stopped to hug him: "Run slower."
Chenchen looked down at her foot, saw the thick bandaging, and was startled.
"It's not serious, just looks frightening," Nan Xia said.
"Then you need to go to the hospital," Chenchen said seriously.