"When you used to play with Tao Hua, was there anything strange?" Meng Yao asked Zhao Xiaohua.
Strange? Zhao Xiaohua blinked, not quite understanding her mother's question.
"For example, were there times when you didn't want to do something, but after Tao Hua said it, you did it? Or, on the contrary, you wanted to do something, and after Tao Hua said it, you decided not to?" Meng Yao gently guided.
Zhao Xiaohua furrowed her charming eyebrows, earnestly trying to recall.
What used to seem normal now felt just as her mother described after her prompting.
From Zhao Xiaohua's expression, Meng Yao understood that something peculiar was indeed going on.
Yet she didn't know why Tao Hua had such abilities. Was it considered mind control? Enchantment? Or manipulation?
No matter what it was, it wasn't a good thing.
