If she hadn't heard it herself, she really wouldn't believe Fan Mother could say such things.
"Are you done speaking? If you are, then leave."
Right now, she really doesn't want to see her, nothing good ever comes from seeing her.
"Send her a band-aid."
"Yes." A man in black immediately handed a band-aid to Fan Mother.
"The blood's almost stopped flowing, sending it now, isn't it too late?" Fan Mother muttered.
"Don't want it then?"
Following Fan Rou's words, the man in black immediately reached out, as if to snatch back the band-aid.
Fan Mother guarded it closely: "I never said I don't want it."
Fan Rou took in her ridiculous look, said nothing, and turned to leave.
She went to check on Fan Er, who was sitting in a chair by the window, looking outside.
"What are you looking at?" Fan Rou stood behind him.
The man in black stood by the door, guarding against any accidents involving Fan Rou.
Fan Er didn't answer her.
Fan Rou didn't mind: "Can I leave on my own?"
