Fu Junqiu was about to pick Fu Qingxuan's brains when a sudden question raised by him threw her in a tizzy. Her eyes were fixated on the approaching young man. "What do you mean Shen Xi?"
Crestfallen, Fu Qingxuan sighed. "Meanie must have been scared off by Qingli."
Shen Xi would not pick up his call or meet with him, and it was all Qingli's fault!
Fu Junqiu only had good impressions of Shen Xi after meeting her twice, but it was not at the same level of fondness as Fu Qingxuan. She did not pay much attention to Fu Qingxuan's babblings.
The boy was often so, going off leaving the conversation hanging. That was how his brain worked.
Fu Qingye came out of the loo to the pair completely in different worlds talking to themselves without paying attention to each other. Fu Qingye sighed and lamented how Aunt and Xuan were most alike in character.
It was dinner time.
