Mo Qingying stared nervously at Mingdai, not daring to ask her why Mingdai had fallen down the stairs.
"This is a hospital ward, not a market. Are you all out shopping?"
Realizing what was happening, He Xingqiong pushed away Mo Yumei, who was trying to grab Mingdai's hand.
"It's been so long, I thought you were all oblivious to what was going on and went to bed early."
Mo Yumei awkwardly withdrew her hand and explained with a heavy heart, "There was a traffic jam on the way, that's why I'm a little late."
Mo Yumei vowed in her heart that one day she would crush the arrogant He family under her feet.
Where is your third uncle?
He Yaoyuan glanced at Mingdai, but couldn't tell whether she was good or bad. He just assumed that she had fainted due to weakness, just as Mo Yumei had said.
"I don't know." He Xingqiong said coolly, "Mingdai needs to rest. I don't think you guys really care about her, so don't pretend to bother her here."
"How dare you talk like that!" He Yaoyuan said angrily. "I think your third uncle has spoiled you rotten."
"Yes, you're right. Then go find my third uncle."
He Xingqiong was never afraid of He Yaoyuan. This shameless man, who cheated on his wife and even tried to openly bring his mistress and illegitimate child back to the He family, did not deserve her respect at all.
He Yaoyuan's face turned a deep liver color with anger.
"Alright, everyone, say less." He Xingjian acted as a peacemaker at the right time.
Mo Yumei was extremely resentful. She thought that with Old Master He dead, her good days had finally arrived, but now she had to endure all sorts of mistreatment every day.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Mingdai on the hospital bed, and resentment welled up in his mouth that he couldn't hold back.
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