Xia's mother quietly entered the room and made a cup of tea for Xiao Mo.
Today the sky was overcast, the sun didn't come out, and the wind felt cold on the face.
While making the tea, she made a phone call to Xia Chuqing: "Chuqing, come back."
"Mom, I'm not going back. I just got to my old classmate's place, it doesn't make sense to return now. She's getting married, and I'm discussing the wedding with her," Xia Chuqing made up an excuse.
"There's no one else here. Tell me clearly, what's your relationship with Mr. Xiao?"
"Boss and subordinate, nothing else."
"You can deceive your grandparents, but do you think you can deceive me? I watched you grow up—you don't think I know what's on your mind?" Xia's mother was displeased. "What are you still hiding from me?"
"No, Mom, there's truly nothing else between him and me."
"He seems to care about you a lot."
"He's always very caring to people in our company."
"Really?"
"Really."
