"Auntie, do you have a problem with your eyes? From what I see, your eyes are constantly looking left and right, and they're even glancing over. Is there something wrong with your eyes!?"
Dou Xingyu intentionally leaned forward a little and looked at Chen Qu's mother with concern. What she said was the kind of words that would anger a person to death.
"Me."
"Auntie, if you have an illness, you need to treat it as soon as possible. If you keep dragging it on, I'm afraid there will be a lot of hidden ailments."
Chen Qu's mother looked at Dou Xingyu's expression of feigned concern. Her eyes were filled with a mocking smile, but no one could accuse her of teasing him on purpose.
Dou Xingyu's tone and expression showed that she was very concerned about her, but she wanted to make the crowd speechless.