Qiu Liya looked at her, feeling somewhat heartbroken.
She thought to herself that Ye Anran must be feeling even worse at this moment than she was.
"I... Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, I didn't mean that... And you know, I lost a lot of blood during this surgery and I'm very weak. I originally just wanted to come and apologize to Mom and Dad, and I was also worried about Uncle having sat all afternoon. Right now I really am very uncomfortable..."
Ye Rouxin was best at playing weak and innocent, even though she had done so many things before, now she could still act as if none of it had ever happened.
Old Master Bo glanced at her, not wanting to speak.
"Youlin, you take her home," Qiu Liya said coldly, though she still felt resentful within.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I will first take Rouxin to rest in the courtyard of the west wing," Bo Youlin stood up and said.
"No, take her straight home," Qiu Liya said coldly, her tone still revealing some displeasure.