Wei Qingran suddenly looked at Tu Wanyi, almost blurting out, asking her what kind of demon Su Zitong was.
But...
The remaining sense of reason forced her to calm down.
She tightened the strap of her bag in her hand, gave a rigid smile, and said, "It's nothing, I just think that Tongtong's eyes are very beautiful."
Perhaps all mothers like it when others praise their children, Tu Wanyi smiled at the words, politely saying, "She takes after her father, but just average. Little Caihong is the truly beautiful one. By the way, you haven't told me, how is Little Caihong's injury? I was thinking of visiting her tomorrow."
Wei Qingran's expression softened a bit, she said, "Little Caihong's leg wasn't too seriously injured initially, it might have healed in one or two months. But I don't know what happened; something strange occurred in the hospital today."
Tu Wanyi instinctively asked, "What strange thing?"
