Su Hongxing understood deeply that even if she spoke up, it wouldn't help, it would only add one more person worrying.
"Why do you have this expression? Did Xiao Ji say something to you?" Xiao Ji's mother asked worriedly.
She, as a mother, could certainly feel how much Xiao Ji liked this girl. She thought that after so many years, Xiao Ji would have almost let go, but she discovered that this wasn't the case.
"Aunt Xiao, he didn't bully me. I'm just thinking about the two children, so I got a bit distracted," Su Hongxing ultimately didn't dare speak the truth.
Xiao Ji's mother visibly sighed in relief, and Su Hongxing observed it.
Some things, you can conceal for one day at a time. If possible, she hoped Aunt Xiao would never know that Xiao Ji and she had severed their ties. In Aunt Xiao's heart, she was a daughter, and Xiao Ji was as dear as her own flesh and blood.
