Lu Moqing nodded and smiled, "Yes, I do have the judgment I should have."
Rong Ying didn't stay long in the ward. After chatting with Lu Moqing for a while, she proposed to leave.
After Rong Ying left, Lu Moqing closed the door, walked to the sofa and sat down, looked up at Qiaoxu who was still standing by the table with a solemn expression, thought for a moment and asked:
"Do you have any ideas about Aunt Rong?"
Upon hearing this, Qiaoxu abruptly looked up at him. She had noticed earlier that Lu Moqing saw her doubtful gaze towards Rong Ying, but since he didn't say anything in front of Rong Ying, she thought he hadn't actually noticed it.
But now that Lu Moqing asked like this, it was clear that he had actually seen it earlier.
Qiaoxu's eyebrows furrowed a bit, her eyes rested on Lu Moqing's face without making a sound.
However, she is not worried about what Rong Ying would think if she knew.
