"Ah?"
Su Xiaomeng blinked, realizing the implication in Su's mother's words, and quickly shook her head, "I didn't..."
"You really like him that much?"
Su's mother asked lightly.
Su Xiaomeng was about to blurt out a "Who would like that old man!"
But then she remembered the words "Don't forget, you have to pretend," so she awkwardly said in a low voice, "Sort of... it's okay..."
Little did she know that even though she spoke quietly, Yin Shixiu, who was just about a meter behind her, heard it clearly, and a smile curved on his lips.
Su Chengji nudged him with his elbow, motioned towards his daughter, and asked softly, "You like my daughter that much?"
Similarly, even though Su Chengji lowered his voice, both Su Xiaomeng and Su's mother heard Su's father's question...
Su Xiaomeng tried to ignore it, but her ears perked up, and her footsteps on the snow became lighter, afraid she might miss Yin Shixiu's answer.
