Liang Yuanzhe answered the phone, and in a seemingly pleasant and reasonable tone, he discussed with her, "Zhixian, just withdraw the case, okay? You know very well my mom adores this sister of hers the most. If you really get her locked up, my mom won't just let it slide either. After all, she's still my mom; I can't just lock her up and not let her leave the house, right?"
Tang Zhixian felt lost as to how many times she had been disappointed upon hearing these words.
Her chest heaved violently as she responded coldly, "Liang Yuanzhe, your mother is making a scene outside my hospital room right now. Get over here and take her away. Either you call her to leave or I'll call the police and let them handle this!"
"Why do you have to stir things up to the point where our home is in chaos before you're happy?" Liang Yuanzhe retorted, as if he couldn't comprehend.
Tang Zhixian hung up the phone abruptly.
She had made this call to resolve the issue.