A Suitable Candidate

Xia He ran straight into the house and Luo Yu's jacket fell to the ground. She shouted loudly, "Mother! Mother! Mother, what's wrong!"

"Lower your voice. I'm fine," Xu Lan said calmly.

"Then what has happened at home that you need us back in such a hurry? Don't you know you almost scare me to death!" Xia He picked up the water bottle from the coffee table and gulped down half a bottle of water. Fortunately, nothing had happened at home, otherwise she did not know what to do next.

Xia Mao had only just recovered. If something happened to Xu Lan, then when Qiao Mei gave birth in the coming days, Xia He would need to play a bigger helping role. She had never given birth before, so she did not know what to do! At this time, nothing must happen at home!

"Mother, I'm back." Qiao Mei slowly walked in through the door with a smile. The angry expression on Xu Lan's face immediately turned gentle.