"Hey!" Zhou Xinyao stomped her feet behind them, but Zhou Mingchen didn't slow down, pulling Xia Lu straight out of the hospital, only letting go of her hand once they were out the door.
"Why didn't you argue back?" He looked down at Xia Lu, the anger in his eyes not yet fully dissipated.
Xia Lu hung her head low, "You didn't see Grandma's condition yesterday, plus she didn't eat anything other than what I brought, so I also thought it was my fault that she ended up in the hospital. How could I have the face to argue back..."
"Even if it was really something bad she ate, it's just a simple accident. Why would you blame yourself for it?" Zhou Mingchen looked at her, "Are you a masochist?"
Xia Lu was quite surprised; she certainly wasn't a masochist. But in such matters, she was not in the habit of fighting for her right to speak. Besides, those were his family members. With wrongdoing so apparent, what was there to argue about?
