Qing You leaned in with gossip, asking mysteriously, "So, did An'an's mother ever tell you who your dad is? I've never heard your mother mention him!"
Xiao Xue looked earnestly at Qing You, "Auntie, you've known my mother for five years, don't you know her already? In her heart, cultivation comes first, and I'm second!"
Speaking of which, Xiao Xue pouted pitifully, "I feel so pathetic, I haven't seen my mother for three months."
Then she let out a sigh, "Sigh!"
Qing You was so amused by her that she almost burst out laughing, "Come on, as if I don't know you like to sneak out to play whenever your mother is busy cultivating! You're such a little rascal! Do you miss your dad?"
Xiao Xue pondered for a while and nodded, "I suppose I do!"
Qing You chuckled, "Why do you suppose?"
