Her grip was heavy, causing a sharp pain in Xia Yueqing's palm. "Because I happened to run into uncle today."
"Xiaoyue, you..." Stay away from him.
These words came to her lips, but with a face full of bitterness, Zhen Shuangyan suddenly lost the courage to say them.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Compared to Zhen Shuangyan's entanglement, Xia Yueqing looked puzzled.
At that moment, Zhen Shuangyan felt like a mute tasting bitter herbs, unable to express her suffering.
What reason did she have to make Xiaoyue keep her distance from him?
"What kind of person is this uncle Yiting? Does he make things difficult for you?" After pondering for a long time, Zhen Shuangyan reluctantly uttered this sentence.
This question seemed a bit odd. Since her aunt knew Pei Yiting's uncle, she should somewhat know about his character, right?
Oh, the uncle said they hadn't met for a long time, so it's normal for them to be distant.
