Fu Jinghen heard Wen Qiao say that, and the tension that had inexplicably tightened in his heart just then inexplicably relaxed. He asked as if casually, "Did you see each other?"
Even though Fu Jinghen was good at hiding his feelings, Wen Qiao still caught a trace of nervousness in his eyes.
What?
Another person afraid that she would do something to Wen Shu?
Truly, like uncle, like nephew—they all worried about the same person, and even those they feared might harm the ones they were concerned about were the same.
Wen Qiao suddenly grew irritated, suppressing her impatience, "Do you think the set is as big as the Imperial Palace or the Great Wall? How could we not run into each other unless I'm blind?"
Fu Jinghen uttered an "Mhm" before asking, "And then?"
?
And then what?
And then your mom.
