"This girl, so shameless and impudent," Zhou Yuan pretended to be angry as she scolded, "How daring!"
"I just like Brother Meng Ping!" Hai Lan playfully stuck out her tongue.
Su Yun patted Hai Lan's back, helping her to lean on the pillow, and praised, "I really like Hai Lan's straightforwardness."
"Now, don't forget to thank your aunt!"
"Thank you!" Hai Lan sweetly clung to Su Yun's arm, unwilling to let go. Every time she thought about the fact that Sheng Ning's own mother was now being monopolized by her, she was thrilled.
"How's the injury? With your dance talent, it would be a loss to the entire dance community if you really couldn't dance."
This comment made mother and daughter beam with joy.
"Aunt, I don't know!" Hai Lan's mood fell as she looked at her leg in a cast, her face pitiful. "If I really can't dance, I might as well be dead!"
"Don't talk nonsense," Zhou Yuan scolded.
"That's too cruel," Su Yun said furiously, "I can't believe she is such a person."
