How would Auntie Fang dare to lift her sleeve up in front of Mo Huawen?
"Ah!" Mo Xuetong's slender body was pushed away forcefully by Auntie Fang. She wobbled, stumbled backward and then fell to the ground. Mo Lan moved swiftly in front of Mo Xuetong, wanting to catch her. However, she failed to do so and fell down together with Mo Xuetong. As her hand was in front of Mo Xuetong, she fell on it with a dull thud. It hurt so much that she could not get up.
"Auntie, what's wrong? Have I said something to make you unhappy?" Mo Xuetong reached out to hug Mo Lan. She looked up tearfully and curled up in fear. Her long lashes fluttered and she bit her lips, tears flowing from her eyes. Then, she turned to look at Mo Lan who was frowning in pain. She called out hurriedly, "Father, quick get the physician. Mo Lan, how are you? Are you in pain? Are you alright? Auntie's arm is injured, she couldn't have pushed us with that much force!"
