Shu Jiao received the news while the family was having breakfast in the dining room.
Her eyes darkened slightly, then she glanced at Jiaojiao, who was having breakfast, nodded subtly, said "I understand, thank you," and hung up the phone.
Jiaojiao noticed her unusual expression and curiously asked, "Mom, whose call was that?"
"No one's," Shu Jiao replied indifferently, observing her expression. "Jiaojiao, do you feel unwell anywhere? How about staying home to rest for another day?"
Jiaojiao shook her head.
Even if she were to die in the next second, she didn't want to wait at home for death to come.
Seeing this, Shu Jiao didn't say anything else.
After breakfast, Jiaojiao's schoolbag was carried by Xiu Xi, with Yang Xiaona on one side and Xiu Xi on the other, heading to school.
Upon arriving at school, Lu Zishu immediately frowned, "Are you well already? How come you're here for classes?"
