Su Rou thought, her eyes couldn't help but feel sour. The sense of powerlessness that she couldn't seem to catch up with Lu Moqing's footsteps made her heart even more bitter.
And underneath the bitterness, the unwillingness that was derived became even more intense.
She wondered why she had to live so humbly in front of Lu Moqing, just nodding and bowing, unable to act as recklessly as Qiaoxu did in front of him?
After various mental constructions in her heart, Su Rou looked up at Lu Moqing. Yet, the courage she mustered up upon meeting his deep sea-like eyes shrank back.
She could only give a dry laugh while looking at Lu Moqing and explained:
"Momoqing, this is my mom."
Upon hearing this, Lu Moqing's face showed surprise and then he nodded. The coldness on his face subsided a bit.
It seemed as if he was truly unaware of Su Suqin, which was why he had rudely interrupted her words earlier.
He apologizes:
"I'm sorry, I don't remember."
