"My son is now lying in bed, and it's all your fault."
Su Yan didn't speak.
Su Xiaolei looked cold, carrying an air of defiance.
"Apologizing is impossible, but I can go visit his grave."
"You!!!!"
The mother was so angry her eyes turned red.
She reached out, about to hit him.
"How dare you curse my son!"
But in the end, her hand didn't land on Su Xiaolei.
Su Yan had blocked it.
She spoke
"Why did my brother hit your son?"
The mother forcefully withdrew her hand, adjusting her clothes.
"Do I really need to tell you what kind of person your brother is?
Haven't you figured it out yourself?
You're not that young anymore.
How can you be so clueless?
Now look at the result, my son is lying in bed, still waiting for an apology from him!"
The mother bombarded them with her words, one after another.
Su Yan looked around.
The teacher was there at a loss, very flustered.
Afraid they would start fighting.
