The weather in Lin City had gradually become chilly. It definitely could not be compared to the extreme cold of Rong City, though.
Xiang Caiping had on a woolen jacket and she appeared to be afraid of the cold. She had some fine lines at the edges of her eyes.
When faced with the doubt in Su Qingsang's eyes, she rubbed her hands together. It seemed like she was slightly embarrassed to speak.
Su Qingsang saw Xiang Caiping's awkwardness and decided not to pressure her. "Aunty, if you don't feel like saying it now, then let's have our meal first. You can talk about it after."
Su Qingsang felt that the other party might have some difficulties in speaking her mind, hence she was not in a hurry to question her.
Xiang Caiping did not expect Su Qingsang to be so understanding; warm tears started to fill her eyes. She could see that Su Qingsang had had a good upbringing.
