Ao Xue sneers. She doesn't have to give anybody in Ye's family a good face except Ye Shui-ink. She takes the little meat next to her and stares at her dry daughter for a long time before she leaves.

"It's all right."

"It's OK."

Ye Shui-mo sighed, and two years later, she still didn't know how to get along with her mother-in-law. "That thing" really frightened her.

"Yes, Jinbao them."

"Hospital."

Ye Shui-ink dropped his bag on the ground and the whole man was foolish.

"Don't worry, just for fear that Xiao Zhao will let me pick you up. Some have a fever, but it's more reassuring to send it...