Chapter 6 Anti-Sprout Difference (2)
Ou Jue glanced at Xiyan indifferently, "Ignore him. You can leave now."
"No way! Big sister can't leave..." Luoluo, who couldn't move due to his injured leg, clung tightly to Xiyan's arm, "We haven't exchanged contact information yet, and Luoluo hasn't even figured out how to thank big sister!"
Standing nearby, Yang Shurong hurriedly chimed in obsequiously, "No need to thank, no need to thank... Little Young Master, it's her fortune to donate blood for you. Forget donating blood—if you're safe, even if we drain all of her blood, it wouldn't matter!"
"Who are you?" Luoluo turned his head to look at her.
"I'm, I'm..." Yang Shurong stammered awkwardly; she couldn't possibly say she was Xia Xiyan's stepmother, could she?
She quickly pushed Xia Zhengxiong ahead, "This is Xia Xiyan's father. We're all Xiyan's family."
"Since you're big sister's family, then why did you just say something like draining all of big sister's blood? Aren't you worried about making her sad?"
Aren't you worried about making her sad?
Those words struck a chord with Xia Xiyan. She lowered her gaze to look at the little lump clutching her arm tightly, afraid she would leave.