Sensing her condition, Liehuo reached out from under the table and squeezed her hand firmly.
"What's wrong, not feeling well?"
Lian Qiao gently shook her head, "No."
After glancing at the two of them, Aunt Xuan held her chopsticks in her left hand and push around her rice, then suddenly smiled and asked Xing Xiaojiu, "Second girl, where's that blockhead you like? Why didn't he come with you?"
Upon hearing this, Lian Qiao felt somewhat relieved that Sanqi hadn't been shouting earlier.
Xiaojiu shared even her private affairs with Xie Mingcheng with her, indicating the high regard they held Aunt Xuan in, definitely very high.
Therefore, she needed to be cautious with her words, so as not to offend someone and make things difficult for Liehuo.
However...
Her casual query made Xiaojiu's already somber face look even worse; she bit on her chopsticks for a long while without speaking.
The silence in the dining room was especially oppressive.
