"Haozi, wait a moment," An Yiqing swiftly caught Xia Hao as he turned to leave, "I haven't seen your uncle and aunt in a long time. Let me go up with you to say hello."
Xia Hao halted in his steps, "Say, say hello? There's no need..."
An Yiqing looked at Xia Hao puzzled. His gaze flickered, not daring to meet An Yiqing's eyes.
Her heart sank, and An Yiqing's expression grew serious. "Haozi, what happened? What's wrong with your uncle and aunt?"
"There's, there's nothing wrong..." Xia Hao stammered and hesitated, unwilling to meet An Yiqing's piercing eyes.