There was a strange atmosphere in the house after the results announcement. She could feel in her bones that something was not right. Today, when An Xiulan was on her way to her mom's room, she heard some loud voices coming out of it.
"What do you mean by this, Zhaolin?" An Xiulan shouted over the phone. "How can you do this? You know Xiulan has yet to recover."
An Xiulan knew one thing her mother never shouted at anyone. No matter how tough the situation was, she had her way to handle it.
"No, you listen to me. She is not going anywhere."
An Xiulan heard more loud voices.
"She is fine with waiting another year for college. Can you stop this? I can't handle this?"
In the end, An Qinyan threw her phone on the bed after disconnecting the call. She looked and sounded very angry at this time.
"Yanyan, calm down, "Gu Yanxi softly said, rubbing her back.
