Song Ning was embarrassed that her daughter had seen through her. "Not really. I am just wondering who you went to dinner with. Your classmate?"
So, this was what had been bothering her.
Huo Yao shook her head and said, "No."
Song Ning put forward another question, gingerly. "A boy or a girl?"
Huo Yao looked at Song Ning, and replied patiently. "With a guy, who was my next-door neighbor in the county. I once helped him out and happened to run into him today. So, he treated me to dinner."
Song Ning looked into her daughter's eyes. Seeing how sincere she was, somehow, Song Ning felt guilty about all those filthy thoughts she had on her mind.
Awkwardly, she touched her nose and gave up on asking more questions.
In a gentle voice, Song Ning said, "Oh, I see. Don't misunderstand me. I am just worried that staying out too late is dangerous. You are a girl."
