Qiao Aiyun was wearing a long skirt and a thin white knitted sweater. Under the light, her entire body exuded maternal brilliance.
But what she said shocked Song Fengwan so much that her back turned cold.
"You went out alone so late at night?" Her tone was casual, as if she was making small talk.
"…" Just as Song Fengwan was about to speak, she heard Qiao Wangbei come downstairs. He coughed, and she immediately swallowed the words she was about to say.
Qiao Wangbei still doted on his niece. If she lied at this time, she would be caught red-handed on the spot, and the consequences would be unimaginable. Even though his sister was glaring at him, he still reminded Song Fengwan.
Soon after, Qiao Xiyan and Yan Wangchuan came downstairs and sat together on the sofa.
No matter how muddled she was, Song Fengwan knew what was wrong. No wonder Third Brother kept saying that Mom was weird…
