An Jing smiled and asked back, "What do you think?"
Ning Wenxian smiled and said, "Honey, my brother flew over so late to bring you crawfish, aren't you even a little touched?"
An Baobei snorted, "What's the point of being touched, I'm not going to like him again anyway."
An Jing and Ning Wenxian felt An Baobei was in denial, and exchanged a knowing smile.
Seeing them like this, An Baobei felt even more uncertain, said nothing, and quickly went to the dining room for breakfast.
An Jing and Ning Wenxian just laughed.
After breakfast, fearing An Jing and Ning Wenxian would smile at her like they could see right through her, An Baobei didn't want to stay in the living room. Once she left the dining room, she quickly walked upstairs.
Seeing her like this, An Jing teased, "The more you avoid, the easier it is to like him again."
"Mom!" An Baobei immediately protested loudly to An Jing.
