At this moment, Song Huizhi's face was solemn.
Her tone was somewhat helpless.
"You know your father isn't in good health right now. He's almost depressed, yet you still did such a thing. If something happened to you, how would we live?"
Looking at her mother's complex expression, it was clear she was very worried about her.
Her eyes were also moist, as if she could cry at any moment.
Zhao Xuenan had to apologize quickly.
"Mom, I'm sorry."
"But I really couldn't think of any other way to help Dad."
"If you're not happy, then blame me all you want!"
Looking at her daughter's dejected face.
But she didn't seem to think she was wrong.
Song Huizhi was almost about to explode with anger.
"Mr. Luo, look at my daughter, she never gives me a break. Just seeing her like this, I can't help but worry!"
Noting Song Huizhi's depression.
She was already helpless.
Luo Fei quickly consoled her.
