Qiao Qiao's eyes were red. "Get out!"
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't be angry. Mom will go out now." Mother Qiao stood up. Her hands, which were hanging by her sides, seemed to have nowhere to put them. She sighed. "I've arranged for a servant to guard your door. If you want anything or eat anything, just shout."
Qiao Qiao didn't say anything. She bent her knees and hugged her legs. She rested her chin on her knees and zoned out.
In the end, Mother Qiao stopped nagging and turned to leave. As soon as the door opened, Mother Qiao saw Father Qiao's concerned face appear in front of her. Seeing her come out, he immediately went forward and asked, "What happened just now? Why did it suddenly cause such a big commotion?"
Mother Qiao looked unhappy. "She almost fell out with me when I mentioned Jingmo."
