Seeing Rong Ying talking to herself, Qiao Xu immediately greeted her and nodded respectfully, "It's me, Aunt Rong."
She had heard her grandma say that this Lady Rong Ying had given up an invitation from Harvard University in order to take care of Mo Qing and Lu Xintong, accompanying them as a mother figure by their side.
Just for this alone, Qiao Xu held great respect for her.
Rong Ying, looking at her, smiled weakly and said, "Mo Qing told me that his wife was waiting for him at home, and that he would return to you after handling things here. But I never expected..."
Speaking up to here, Rong Ying couldn't continue. Her voice caught in her throat, unable to produce another sound.
Upon hearing these words, Qiao Xu, who had been trying her best not to cry, instantly felt her eyes well up with tears.
She bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she forcefully suppressed her emotions that surged up uncontrollably, with a forced smile saying:
"He's always like that..."
