Ning Zitong hurriedly got out of the car and quickly walked up to Yan Xinxin.
She cautiously glanced at Mo Chuxi.
"Chuxi."
She called out, knowing well that Mo Chuxi was very averse to her.
The more Mo Chuxi liked Yan Xinxin, the more he disliked her, Ning Zitong. She was all too aware of this.
"Yuan, how come you're here? Are you feeling unwell? Or are you... visiting your brother."
She tentatively asked, desperately wanting to take Yan Xinxin's hand, but she was wary of Mo Chuxi.
"What you told Dad yesterday, Mom heard it all. Yuan, Mom thanks you for still considering us a family, but like your dad, Mom won't agree to you donating bone marrow to your brother."
Ning Zitong spoke candidly.
Yan Xinxin was slightly stunned.
So Ning Zitong had heard everything she said to Mu Jingheng yesterday.
"Yuan, your heart isn't well, and this is the pain Mom brought upon you. Mom doesn't want you to suffer any more. As for your brother's illness... let's leave it to fate!"
