Ye Xinluo stood still, her eyes staring blankly ahead. Suddenly, her hand slipped, and the cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
The little guy was startled and burst into tears with a loud "wah," clinging to Ye Xinluo and refusing to let go.
"Mommy..."
The commotion was so loud that Lan Shan came over and saw Jingxi holding Ye Xinluo and crying. Without thinking, she stepped forward, trying to pull the little guy away.
Jingxi wouldn't let go, so Lan Shan had to comfort him gently, "Jingxi, be good. Your mommy is in a bad mood, it's not that she's ignoring you. Don't cry, okay?"
"Godmother, can you tell me what's wrong with mommy?" he asked, his eyes brimming with tears.
Hearing this, Lan Shan was at a loss for words... She too wanted to know what exactly had happened...
And where did the bloodstain on her hand come from? She was fine when she got off work yesterday, so how did she end up like this this morning?
