Once the door was closed, Xiao Zhihao looked at his mother for a long time.
"What?" Xiao Lei asked while looking at her son fondly. Placing a hand on her son's head, she asked, "Is your mum too pretty today, so you are a bit uncomfortable?"
Xiao Zhihao shrugged. "You're always pretty..."
"Then why are you staring at me like that?"
Xiao Zhihao hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you like Brother Han Ye?"
"What? No!" She then shook her head and said, "Well... I like him as a person, but none of the nonsense you're thinking about."
She then quickly went into her room. Well, as quickly as she could while limping anyway.
"You were blushing earlier..." Xiao Zhihao said while walking into her room. "At the party, and just now, at the lift, and when he patted your head earlier."
Xiao Lei placed the crutches aside and sat on her bed before sighing softly. "Zhihao, don't think too much of it. He was just a friend."
