For a moment, the entire Zhu family's living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Ming Ti and Ming Chen frowned and looked at Lin Qing.
Madam Zhou cautiously glanced at Ming Jing's face, reciting Amitofo in her heart. What on earth was Madam trying to do?
Lin Qing regretted shouting that sentence immediately, looking awkwardly at Ming Jing.
She actually saw Ming Jing smile, as if she didn't care at all.
A surge of anger rose, and Lin Qing's regret instantly dissipated.
"Cultivating one's mind is for progress, nun is an identity, being a Miss in the Zhu family is also an identity, they do not conflict with each other."
Ming Jing thought for a moment and looked at Lin Qing's blushing face: "I know what you expect, and what you are disappointed in. I cannot give you an answer now, but you will understand in the near future."
After finishing her words, Ming Jing didn't look at Lin Qing again and helped Granny Zhu back to her room.
