"Do you think only those three feel uncomfortable about this?"
Upon hearing Mrs. Zeng's words, Old Yuan let out a cold snort, "I'm afraid even Jiaojiao's own mother has her thoughts about this!"
"No way, right?"
Mrs. Zeng squinted her eyes upon hearing Old Yuan's words.
"Why wouldn't she?"
Old Yuan's expression turned stern, "That time, although it was a bit of a rush, why did all of us forget to ask Jiaojiao?"
"No, no way."
Hearing Old Yuan's words, Mrs. Zeng shook her head vigorously, "Old man, don't say that again. If Jiaojiao or any of the kids hear this and it spreads, how will Jiaojiao get along with her mother in the future?"
"Don't worry, I'm not a fool!"
Old Yuan nodded.
"Besides, I'm just speculating about this matter."
"Without concrete evidence, what can I say?"
"However, from now on, we should keep an eye on it whenever we have nothing better to do!"
