Lu Wanwan also laughed out loud, and Little Youyou immediately tilted her little head, "Mommy, you laughed, is your wound feeling a bit better?"
Mu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, realizing she was just teasing herself to make her mommy forget the pain of her wound.
"But you know," Little Youyou changed the subject, smiling sweetly, "Uncle Bo really did say no one wants you, mommy, didn't he? That's what he told me this morning when he came back with a cut on his face."
Lu Wanwan covered her mouth and laughed, nodding, "But saying it doesn't mean anything, maybe he was just teasing you."
Mu Xing's heart was in despair; it seemed he really harbored deep resentment about this matter.
But for an actor, perhaps facial appearance is truly too important.
The car quickly arrived at the hospital, and Mu Xing first took Lu Wanwan to get her wound treated.
"The old lady's exclusive room is on the eighth floor, you can find Gu Shao there later."
Lu Wanwan nodded.
