"If it weren't for you, your brother wouldn't be lying here! You are just putting on an act now!" Bai's mother became emotional again. Whenever she saw her son's bandaged hand, she couldn't manage to calm down.
"Enough, you could say less! Jingqing, when will your brother wake up?" Bai's father stood up, pointing to his younger son lying on the sickbed.
"He should wake up the day after tomorrow."
"The day after tomorrow...Bai Jingqing, I warn you! You need to cut relations with that temptress right now! She is not allowed to step into our Bai Family's home, unless I am dead!" Bai's mother said through gritted teeth.
"Mother, as I've said, it's not Qianqian's fault, it's mine — all my fault! Please do not insult Qianqian anymore!" Bai Jingqing couldn't bear it anymore and retorted.
"Insult? Would she die if I insulted her! My son almost died because of her!" Bai's mother was still very emotional.
