She nodded and craned her neck. Confused and curious, she blinked and stared at Ming Ansheng and Su Yue's lips.
Ming Ansheng was about to kiss her again when he saw Xiaojiao staring at them. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at her. "What's wrong?"
He didn't blush or get nervous, but Su Yue wasn't as calm as him.
She became frustrated after consecutive failed attempts at pushing him away. "Ming Ansheng, that's enough."
He was being so shameless in front of Xiaojiao. CPR? Wasn't he afraid of retribution if he kept lying, especially to his daughter?
Xiaojiao became frightened when she saw that Su Yue was angry. She patted Su Yue's elbow gently. "Mommy, what's wrong?"
'Mommy's face is so red. She must be very sick,' she thought.
"Nothing." Su Yue shook her head and smiled immediately. "Everything is fine. Nothing is wrong."
Then she glared menacingly at Ming Ansheng.
