There was nothing wrong with how Liu Woxing's words sounded. She seemed to be simply trying to break up the argument.
[This family would seriously fall apart without Sister Liu.]
[I almost thought they were going to fight. Sister Lai really is blunt and straightforward, but her temper really is bad too.]
[Wait, why are we blaming Sister Lai? Sure, she gets angry easily, but wasn't Xu Shuangrong the one who accused her first?]
[I don't like Xu Shuangrong, but she was just worried the others might get hurt, right?]
[You really can't tell good intentions from bad, huh? Was she worried about anyone getting hurt? She was just using it as an excuse to make trouble. Sister Lai only suggested they ram the door together. She never said they had to throw themselves at it until they died. If one try didn't work, they could stop. And if nobody wanted to do it, Sister Lai never said she'd force them. It was just a suggestion. How do you read that much into it?]
[Let me give you an example. Imagine you casually say something, and someone blows it way out of proportion, then subtly pins an accusation on you. But they never say it outright, so you feel uncomfortable all over without knowing exactly what's wrong.]
[Got it. A knife wrapped in silk.]
[Xu Shuangrong really does talk like that sometimes. It makes you so uncomfortable. I can't tell whether she does it deliberately or accidentally.]
At Liu Woxing's attempt to mediate, Xu Shuangrong's expression shifted slightly, and the fingers hanging at her sides unconsciously curled into fists.
Yet a lovely smile remained on her face. "Mm, you're right, Woxing."
Liu Woxing was on Lai Bingxuan's side.
Her mediation seemed neutral, but Xu Shuangrong could clearly sense that Liu