Zeng Qiuping's face stiffened momentarily, but she forced a smile and said, "Is it really as serious as you're imagining? Your Xiao Ning went out with Qiankai, I heard?"
"That's right! There's nothing much at school, so she's gone with her father to attend an art exhibition and will be back in a few days!" Mrs. Leng chatted casually with her, fully alert, secretly waiting to see when Zeng Qiuping would slip up.
After exchanging pleasantries for a moment, Zeng Qiuping's expression became increasingly uneasy. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, "I've come here today to talk to you about something!"
Mrs. Leng sipped her coffee elegantly. "What is it?" Her eyes flashed with mockery, thinking to herself, here we go—let's see what she's planning.
"It's like this, Mohao and Mochen had a small scuffle and ended up at the police station. Mohao has been directly locked up!"
Mrs. Leng angrily slammed her coffee cup down. "What did you say? What about Mochen? Is he hurt?"
