By the time he returned home, it was already eleven o'clock. After freshening up, Xia Liang was about to go to his room to sleep when he was stopped by Luu Juan, who was sitting on the sofa.
"Wait. Come here."
"Mom? Is something wrong?" Xia Liang forced a smile.
"You too, Luu Qi! Get over here," Luu Juan spoke again, stopping Luu Qi, who was trying to sneak back to her room.
Helpless, Luu Qi could only walk over reluctantly with mincing steps, an innocent look on her face. "Aunt, what's up?"
Obviously, Luu Juan wasn't buying it. She folded her arms, a knowing look on her face. "Out with it. What's really going on?"
Hearing this, Luu Qi clearly intended to bluff her way through. "What's going on? Brother, do you know?"
"Me?" Xia Liang feigned surprise. "I have no idea! Mom, what are you talking about?"
