"Xin, why do you have such an expression? Have you encountered something troubling?" Mo Qingyan noticed the strange expression on Chen Xin's face when he returned from outside and couldn't help but ask with concern.
"Oh, it's nothing, just a small matter." Chen Xin said this, but his expression didn't match the words, suggesting otherwise.
Instead, he gave the impression of having encountered something embarrassing, like everyone's own past they prefer to keep hidden yet find awkward beyond measure.
Mo Qingyan roughly understood Chen Xin's expression, so she didn't pursue further questioning.
However, Chen Xin's father, noticing his son's abnormal expression, asked with equal concern, "Is it something at work? Did you make some mistake at work?"
"No, just a small matter, I can handle it myself." Chen Xin put on a nonchalant look, as if it were indeed a trivial issue not worth mentioning.
