Wu Fei stared in disbelief at her father who was glaring at her in reproach, then turned to look at her mother whose face was filled with disappointment.
Digesting the meaning behind their words, her face turned crimson.
She had been criticizing others, making false reports, and was caught red-handed by her parents.
This time, Wu Fei really quieted down and obediently sat down.
Xiao Xin tugged at her husband's sleeve and glanced at Wu Fei, whose face was haggard.
The child made a mistake, but now is not the time to lecture her.
"Xiao Song, sorry, Wu Fei has been spoiled by us. This time we're indebted to you all; otherwise, who knows what might have happened. This is... Jiang Xiaoxiao, right? We haven't formally met, just now I need to thank you for your help! If not, I would still be in pain, unable to stand."
Knowing clearly that she was Song Moting's wife, but they had never known her name, vaguely hearing something like Xiaoxiao.
