"You're quite the tough old lady, aren't you?" Fu Shihan laughed. "Can't you play dumb like my dad sometimes?"
Always insisting on getting to the bottom of things, even a casual remark catches her attention and she pursues it relentlessly.
Li Mo heard him call her an old lady, and her expression was a mix of amusement and annoyance.
Fu Shihan saw she was about to get angry, so he shut his mouth.
At the door, Su Wanxin stood like a child among a group of parents, awaiting a scolding.
She stood there stiffly, listening to every word they said.
When the question turned to her, her face grew even tenser.
Fu Shihan glanced at her, feeling sorry. But there was nothing he could do; some things he couldn't hand-hold her through.
Back in Canada, she had said she wanted to talk to Li Mo once she returned.
Though he wanted to stay and hear what they talked about, it was clearly not realistic.
"You guys chat; I'm heading out."
