บท 322: 147, can you please be mindful of your identity as the little Princess of the Feng Family?

"I'm not leaving!" Lu Qiaoxiang suddenly began to struggle, her expression twisted as if she had gone mad, and she spoke without any regard for restraint. "Mom, big brother, don't you know yet? Ran Tong was involved with a man in a bar in her sophomore year. It was a big scandal in the news; you can look it up. And Xiaoqian… Xiaoqian is also a child she had with another random man in Italy! It's not my fault the baby was lost; it was her own doing, wrecking her body with her actions..."

Her voice gradually faded away until Lu Nancheng closed the door, cutting off her voice completely.

From start to finish, Ran Tong leaned against the hospital bed and watched, her expression calm, with barely a ripple.

Lu Nancheng came over and sat down by the bed. He didn't speak, just picked up the porridge, scooped a spoonful, and held it to Ran Tong's lips.

Ran Tong looked at him and finally spoke, "I didn't expect your acting to be so good."

"Aren't you eating anymore?" Lu Nancheng asked.