Mrs. Jiang may love her daughter, but she wouldn't condemn herself just by listening to her alone.
She wasn't worried about being framed, so she calmly refrained from arguing with Chu Xi, so as not to disturb Jiang Chenyue's rest.
But Chu Xi didn't care whether the patient had just woken up or not, she began complaining without hesitation, turning hints into direct accusations, "Mom, do I look miserable now... I didn't want you to see me like this, but I still made you worry."
Jiang Chenyue's gaze was blocked by her, so she turned her head away and called weakly past her, "Yan, come here."
Chu Xi's back went rigid, and the sad expression on her face stiffened. She was the one speaking, so why did Jiang Chenyue call Rong Yan over?
"Yan, come."
She spoke gently.
Chu Xi had never seen such gentleness before. Unwillingly, she moved aside to make way for Rong Yan.
