Shui Anluo stared curiously up at Chu Ningyi.
Lan Xin smirked then shrugged. "What's up with today? You're all asking me the same question. Lin Qianchen and I haven't spoken to each other in a year. What's wrong?"
"One year?" Chu Ningyi repeated the timeframe. He then looked up at Qiao Huihe behind her and smirked, "You heard that, Director Qiao?"
Qiao Huihe's expression turned uglier. How could she possibly not understand what Chu Ningyi meant? She stared seriously at Shui Anluo, muttered something about dinner and turned toward the table.
Although He Xiaoran didn't know what had happened, she still shot her son a glare and finally took the little darling. "Come eat, you keep quiet."
The little darling babbled as he was handed over to his grandmother. He puckered his little lips and kissed his grandmother on the cheek.
"Oh my, what a clever child," the relatives exclaimed.
