"Mother..." Lai Qinghuan pouted and gave her a reproachful look.
That look, so incredibly shy.
Like a young girl having her love letter read out loud in front of everyone, it was a subconscious reaction to having her innermost feelings exposed.
Hen Meixin, who had been through it all, could tell by her daughter's demeanor that she had fallen in love.
"You..." Hen Meixin gently tapped her on the forehead, "If only you had confessed your feelings for Jingxi earlier, what would have Ji Qingxin mattered?"
Ji Qingxin almost married Mu Jingxi at one point.
Luckily, in the end, she didn't.
She still had a chance.
"Mother, don't talk nonsense... Jingxi, he doesn't like me..."
"How could Jingxi not like our Qinghuan when she's so beautiful?" Hen Meixin teased her with a smile, "Mom listened to your aunt and she said you two had a great time chatting at the family banquet. I think, Jingxi isn't without feelings for you."
"Mother..."
