"Xingxing, I have no ill intentions. But you can't run away from reality, everyone knows that Ye Qilan died a month ago—" Xiao Ji hadn't finished speaking when Su Hongxing abruptly stood up and started ushering him out.
"How can you be so stubborn?" Xiao Ji was chased out to the front door by Su Hongxing, and he helplessly watched her back. "Xingxing, you have to face reality, Ye Qilan is dead!!"
But Su Hongxing did not turn back to look at him and instead hid in her bedroom again.
She felt that the only one in the world who could communicate with her was Little Pudding. Everyone else was brainwashing her; she didn't believe that Ye Qilan was just gone.
Nobody had even seen his body or held a funeral for him; this proved that he might still be alive.
Thinking this, Su Hongxing quickly pecked Little Pudding on the face.
Little Pudding was surprised and pleased, widening his eyes at Su Hongxing: "Mommy just kissed me."
