Especially after Cheng Xiaodong appeared, it further reminded her of Xia Yueqing's true identity, and at this moment, standing beside Pei Yiting, Zhen Shuangyan felt a surge of emotions and confusion.
"Auntie, why don't you sit down and take a rest? Why are you standing?"
Xia Yueqing also felt the atmosphere was strange and sensed that her aunt seemed a bit off today.
"Alright." Zhen Shuangyan sat down with a stiff expression, trying hard to hide her panic.
Xia Yueqing poured her a glass of water, glanced at the flowers and fruits on the ground, and bent down to pick them all up.
"They're all still good, it would be a pity to throw them away." Turning her head, she smiled while holding the bouquet.
Zhen Shuangyan could barely restrain her trembling, desperately wanting to tell Xia Yueqing to throw the flowers away.
But she was afraid they would notice something was wrong, so she could only pretend not to care.
