Before Cheng Qingyan could speak, Xia Yunsheng had already entered the room.
Mo Sichen was waiting for her, and upon seeing her come in, he asked, "You're here?"
Xia Yunsheng said, "Where is my mother?"
She didn't know why he was so concerned about her matters.
Her mother's illness could be "picked up" by him.
Many times, Xia Yunsheng even wished that Mo Sichen wasn't so kind-hearted so she wouldn't always owe him favors.
Mo Sichen said, "I'll take you to her."
He walked ahead, and Xia Yunsheng followed behind him to her mother's room.
Her mother was on the bed, having been trying to leave but stopped by the servants, until Xia Yunsheng walked in.
"Auntie, Sheng is here," Mo Sichen's attitude was very good.
Mrs. Xia looked at Xia Yunsheng somewhat restrainedly, and Xia Yunsheng was serious. Though she was an elder, every time she was looked at by Xia Yunsheng, she felt guilty.
