Lu Jingzhi knew his sister wasn't sick, so he felt relieved inside, "Mom, you're worried about my sister too."
"It's really rare to see Qiaoqiao blush," Su Mian remarked offhandedly, "When I first dated your dad, it looked quite similar to Qiaoqiao now. Could it be that she's in love?"
Su Mian was just saying this casually and didn't really dwell on it.
But Lu Jingzhi, not sure what he thought of, suddenly looked very upset—as dark as the bottom of a pot.
When he had come back earlier, he thought he saw Li Hanzhou's car leaving.
Could it be... no way... impossible... but what if?
So angry…
Su Mian was utterly surprised by the look on Lu Jingzhi's face.
Speaking of Qiaoqiao's face just now, it was tender enough to make one want to kiss her.
Lu Jingzhi right now looked as if someone had smeared pot soot on his face, it was so dark it was almost hard to see his complexion.
She couldn't help but ask, "Boss, are you alright?"
Lu Jingzhi nearly gritted his teeth, "I'm fine."