Yan Luoxi met her son's confused and uneasy gaze, the anger in her heart slowly dissipating, leaving only helplessness. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down, "You all eat first; I'm going to the restroom."
Yan Luoxi stood up and walked out of the private room, but the mass of frustration in her chest did not dissipate. Leaning against the wall, she thought of Xiaoling and Han Zhenzhen laughing together just now, her heart felt as if it were being fried in a boiling oil pot.
She wasn't a petty person, but Han Zhenzhen was clearly trying to get close to Xiaoling. She couldn't expose her in front of the child, letting him know about the filth between adults too early.
Especially since she hadn't intended to lash out at Han Zhenzhen earlier. Xiaoling had once choked on a fishbone before. At first, she used home remedies to try to dislodge the bone, but that stubborn fishbone remained stuck in his throat.
