Actually, Mr. Ji feels for Ji Yu as well.
Seeing Ji Yu in such a situation, his heart aches too.
"Yu, you're a good child, but we would rather leave these matters to fate than watch you like this."
"Dad, don't worry, I haven't been wronged. I just feel uncomfortable sometimes, but it's much better now." She hadn't been particularly happy when she stayed by Xia Chuanhe's side, but as long as Chuanhe didn't push things too far, this could continue.
Seeing Xia Chuanhe's unpleasant expression, she proactively moved to his side.
"Will you save my mother?" Looking at the man before her, it was clear she hoped the matter would keep progressing as it was.
Xia Chuanhe understood that Ji Yu was using him at this moment, but seeing her gaze, he agreed effortlessly.
"Ji Yu, you truly are my nemesis."
If she wasn't, how could one word compel him so easily?
Ji Yu remained unfazed.
She had already made up her mind—as long as a smile could prompt him to cure Madam Ji, why not?
