Mrs. Yue's face was pale due to blood loss, but her eyes were bright.
When talking to the second elder of the Su family, he had no scruples at all, as if he were still an unmarried little girl, with his chin raised and his show-off expression clearly visible.
In Mrs. Yue's heart, what she likes is the best.
Although her son has no merits, he is her son, so he is the best. With such great black hair and so many merits, it is even better.
The eyes of the two elders of the Su family were red. They looked at each other with deep worry in their eyes.
Their own daughter, they knew better than anyone else, was overly pampered at home and was naive and ignorant of the world. Although she had been hit by marriage, the innocent heart in her heart had never changed. They had never seen it. Yan Qingsi, they are very worried that their daughter will be deceived.
Just from the fact that her daughter was willing to block the knife for Yan Qingsi, it can be seen that that woman must have deep thoughts.
Both old men felt that such a scheming and complicated person was not suitable for Yue Tingfeng.
If everything she is doing now is to marry into the in-law's family, then after the marriage, her true face will be exposed, and their daughter will probably be suppressed and unable to stand up.
The two old men were not wrong in their thoughts. Mrs. Yue was their only daughter, the daughter they loved and felt most guilty about.
Her marriage was a big mistake they made. They failed to see clearly that scumbag Yue Pengcheng.
They don't want to see their daughter being bullied by her daughter-in-law as she gets older, otherwise they won't be able to close their eyes with peace of mind.
Mrs. Su wiped her tears and said, "Sister, there's no rush. You need to take good care of yourself first."
Mr. Su said: "Yes, don't worry about this, don't worry, just take good care of yourself."
Mrs. Yue shook her head: "My health is fine. Now that you two are here, I have to take care of you."
Yue Tingfeng said from the side: "Grandpa, grandma, the doctor said my mother has no major health problems and no vital injuries. Don't worry too much."
Mrs. Su's face turned a bit grim, and her tone was unkind: "How can you not worry? Look at her ugly face, but she didn't hurt her vitals. That means my sister is very lucky, and the murderer is not merciful."
Mrs. Su was a little angry at Yue Tingfeng. If Yue Tingfeng hadn't been confused about people and fell in love with Yan Qingsi, she wouldn't have brought this disaster to her daughter.
When Yue Tingfeng heard this, he felt something was wrong. The old lady was obviously angry.
He could probably understand after thinking about it. The old man would naturally be concerned when his beloved daughter was injured, and it was normal for him to be angry.
Before Yue Tingfeng could speak, Mrs. Yue said, "Mom, why are you teaching my son a lesson? It's not Tingfeng who hurt me."
Mr. Su tried to smooth things over: "Your mother is also anxious..."
Of course Mrs. Yue would not care about her parents. She said to Yue Tingfeng: "Son, your grandparents are here. You should go back to the hotel first, clean up, look at the black hair, and tell her not to worry. I will be there soon." I was discharged from the hospital, and I’m still waiting. Our family of three is going on a trip.”
Yue Tingfeng smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll go back first."
"Grandpa and grandma, I'm leaving first."
Before Yue Tingfeng walked out of the ward, she heard Mrs. Yue say to the two old people: "Mom, you don't know, our black hair is very good, she can do everything. When you see her, you will like her as much as I do. "
Yue Tingfeng's lips curled up and he walked out of the room.