Chapter 949 I Don’t Like Her Anyway

Otherwise, I won't have time to accompany her in the future.

Xia Anlan said to Yan Qingsi: "Qingsi, if you don't like Rushuang, why don't I let her go back."

Yan Qingsi shook her head: "No need, maybe I feel that she is a person that I can't understand."

Yan Qingsi shrugged: "Anyway, I don't like her very much, but don't worry, I know that grandma and grandma like her very much, I won't make it difficult for them, and there is no need to let her go back. She has this kind of heart for grandpa and grandma, which is rare in itself. There is no need to drive her away. If she really leaves, it will make us look like a small family."

Xia Anlan touched Yan Qingsi's head: "Our Qingsi is still very sensible."

Yan Qingsi raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I'm not a child anymore."

Yue Tingfeng pouted and touched his head, cut!

Xia Anlan glanced over, Yue Tingfeng touched his nose, and looked in other directions.

...

At the Xia family, Mrs. You said she wanted to help the old lady cook, but the old man didn't let her, so he had to cook porridge for his wife himself.

"I promised to cook your aunt's first meal after she wakes up. Go and have a rest first. Go, go."

In fact, he only knows how to cook porridge, but now the old lady is enough to eat this.

"Uncle, don't you really need my help?"

The old man put the pot on the stove, poured water, poured the washed rice into it, and turned on the fire unskillfully: "No, no, I can do it myself."

Mrs. You nodded: "Well...Okay, I'll go out first. If you need any help from me, just say it."

"Okay."

Mrs. You stood outside the door and watched for a while. Seeing that the old man really didn't need her help, she left the kitchen.

When she walked out of the kitchen, she heard the two maids who were cleaning the living room talking.

"Look, the old lady woke up when Miss Qingsi came back. After all, she is her biological daughter."

"Isn't it? Miss Qingsi is really the old lady's lucky star. This blood relationship is closer than others."

"Yes, Miss Qingsi is probably the only one in the family. The old lady is so good to Master You, so she must love this biological granddaughter in her heart."

"After all, she is her biological daughter. She must be better than an outsider."

Mrs. You's face became uglier and uglier, and the hand holding the bag unconsciously clenched tightly.

As the two talked, they turned around and saw Mrs. You standing not far behind them. They were so scared that the rag in their hands fell off. They stuttered: "You... You... Madam..."

Mrs. You's face gradually eased a little, and said: "The old man is cooking in the kitchen. You can go in and help a little later."

The two nodded quickly: "Oh, okay."

Mrs. You walked past them and went upstairs.

After she disappeared, the two dared to vent their anger.

"Oh my god, I was so scared. How could she be behind us? Did she hear everything we said?"

"She should be... okay? We didn't say anything. We didn't say anything about her. What we said... was all true."

Back in the room, Mrs. You could no longer control the emotions she had been suppressing since the hospital. She leaned against the door, lowered her head, and trembled. Finally, she raised her hand and threw the bag in her hand to the ground.

She slid down against the door, knelt on the ground, and cried with her face in her hands.

It was useless, still useless...After so much effort, it was still useless.

The Xia family didn't treat her as a member of this family. What did she do wrong?