Upon hearing her mother's words, Lu Qingqing immediately sensed something was amiss and hurriedly said, "Mom, let's go take a look at something else."
Ning Anping playfully tapped her nose.
Truly, when a daughter is outwardly focused, a mother's heart is like a cut-open lime.
Sour, so incredibly sour.
Lu Qingqing touched her nose, giggled, and snuggled up to her mother, wrapping her arm around hers and acting coquettishly, "I attended a dinner with Uncle Three, and on my return I felt that Fu Yisheng was quite nice. You think that's right, don't you?"
"You should stay away from the people in your Uncle Three's circle," Ning Anping had long heard about the murky atmosphere of the entertainment industry.
"Got it!"
They left the gold display and were about to head to the jade exhibition when Lu Qingqing was stopped by Tang Tang's wave as she passed the diamond counter.