Luo Ye had just asked, "Why isn't anyone staying with you overnight?" when the door to the ward was pushed open. A woman in her fifties came in carrying a basin and a thermos. Song Meng quickly introduced her, "Luo Ye, this is Jiejie's mother, Aunt Xiao."
Luo Feng hurried over to take the thermos and basin and set them down. A smile crept into Luo Ye's eyes; her elder brother might have a mild temper, but he was quick to catch on and lend a hand, plus his handsome looks made him particularly favored by the mom-aged crowd.
Sure enough, Aunt Xiao's cheeks, adorned with dimples, blossomed into two big chrysanthemums, golden ones at that when she looked at Luo Feng, almost as if she was scrutinizing a potential son-in-law. God knows what kind of look she gave Song Meng.
"Mom..." Pan Jie started calling out and then broke into tears. Aunt Xiao, thinking her daughter must've been wronged somehow, shot a somewhat unfriendly glance at Luo Ye.
