Ming Jing led Ming Yi into the private room, finding the atmosphere inside a bit tense.
Zhu Xiangxiang's face was pale, and seeing Ming Jing entering, she didn't have time to hide, so she appeared somewhat awkward and funny.
Ming Ti and Ming Chen were unconcerned, eating and drinking as usual, not taking anything to heart…
Ming Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Ming Yi, a child of her age, needed a nap. As soon as she lay down, she fell into a deep sleep. Ming Jing tucked her blanket in and turned up the temperature in the room, ready to lie down and rest for a while.
There was a knock on the door.
Ming Jing opened the door, and Lin Qing forced a smile, saying, "Ming Jing, your mother didn't want to bother you, but I have no choice…"
Ming Jing indifferently asked, "What's the matter?"
For some reason, Lin Qing's anxiety calmed down when she heard Ming Jing's calm tone, as if she found her backbone.
