Mr. Lu asked her sternly, "What happened on the plane?"
The accident had just occurred, and the investigation from all sides had yet to reach a conclusion, with rumors flying everywhere. The most reliable information had to come from those who were on the plane.
Du Shuxian urged anxiously, "Hurry and tell us, what exactly happened? My son is always fine when flying, why did something happen when you're with him?"
Su Xingyu felt a stifling breath in her chest. What did Du Shuxian mean? It sounded as if she was implying that Su Xingyu had caused Lu Shifeng's trouble. However, in front of so many elders, and outside the operating room, she had no choice but to silently endure this. Just as she was about to explain what happened on the plane, Mrs. Lu waved her over—
"Come sit, Xingyu, you're still carrying injuries."
The old lady's elegant face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, clearly displeased.
