Zhulan said her piece and, without paying attention to her dumbfounded daughter or Rongchuan, quickly stepped out and left.
Xue Han snapped back to reality first, her eyes wide, "Were those words just now spoken by Mother? I'm not hallucinating, right? It was really Mother speaking and not Third Sister-in-law?"
Rongchuan also regained his composure, clearly understanding that his aunt had seen right through his feelings, "Just now, it was Aunt who spoke."
Xue Han's grip tightened on her chopsticks, "Mother, Mother."
After saying 'Mother' twice, she didn't know what else to say.
Seeing Rongchuan smiling at her, Xue Han glared, "Still looking? Eat your meal."
Rongchuan's eyes curved into a smile, teasing the young girl who was now feeling shy, "Yes, let's eat."
Now, with only Rongchuan and Xue Han at the table, neither was in a hurry to eat. Even without much interaction, the room was filled with a sweet air, sweet and tender.
