Mu Anran turned her head to look at Song Jiaqi, "Sister Jiaqi, aren't you going to chase after him and ask for clarification?"
Song Jiaqi hooked her arm around Mu Anran's shoulder, "Forget it, maybe it's just not meant to be. I've asked everything I needed to, if he wanted to tell me, he would have said it already. This time, I'm not going to force it!"
Song Jiaqi's voice wasn't loud, yet not quiet either.
In just the right way, it could faintly reach Su Ye's ears.
His steps felt heavy, and his expression was terribly unpleasant…
Only after getting in the car did Su Ye's tightly furrowed brows relax a little.
He turned his head to look at Xiao Jie, "Xiao Jie, if you keep being so willful, Dad won't pay attention to you anymore."
Xiao Jie looked at Su Ye with grievance, "But… Dad, I really want Teacher Mumu to be my mom. At school, everyone has a mom, but I don't. I feel really pitiful…"
Xiao Jie hung his head, his eyes red.
