Stop the Fight

Seeing her like this, Xi Mo's gaze became even softer. He understood that she wanted to hear the process, so he recalled and began to speak, "Before, when Dad was rushed to the emergency room and needed blood transfusion, it was Xi Zhi who donated blood."

Xi Yan was puzzled. "I know about this. I was there too. Because of this, Dad liked her more. He scolded me for not being filial. Now he treats her like a lifesaver."

Speaking of this, Xi Yan couldn't help but curl his lips. He had suffered a lot from Old Xi's favoritism since he was young, so he and Xi Zhi had never gotten along.

Hearing this, Qin Lie furrowed his eyebrows, his thoughts unclear. Xi Mo glanced at him and said indifferently, "Close relatives can't donate blood."

He looked at him as if he were an idiot. How could he not know this common knowledge?

Zhouzhou held onto Xi Mo's arm and leaned forward, also looking at Qin Lie, giggling and joking, "Younger Uncle is silly."