He Xiyan just smiled. Maybe because of nervousness, she suddenly didn't know what to say.
At this time, Li Qin, sitting opposite her, suddenly looked up and cast a cold look straight at He Xiyan.
"What do your parents do?" Li Qin asked coldly, as if only asking a stranger.
Besides, she had not given it a thought whether that would hurt the girl.
Mo Yixuan gave several coughs in a low voice at this time, looking at his mother with some kind of displeasure, as if to remind her not to ask such a question.
He did tell his mother that Yanyan's parents had passed away.
He couldn't understand why his mother still asked that question.
He Xiyan only felt that a basin of cold water had splashed on her. What was worse, the cold look of Yixuan's mother made her feel as if it was snowing around her.
She took a deep breath and then withdrew her hand, which she had reached out to get some food.
