The atmosphere in the living room was dead silent, with an indescribable heaviness pervading the air that sent chills down one's spine.
Ji Yuqiao sat rigidly on the sofa, back straight, nervously clutching the corner of her clothes, cautiously glancing at Ji Tingyang.
His stern cheeks were void of warmth, and the icy coldness in his eyes when he looked at Ji Yuqiao made her shiver.
Ji Yuqiao hurriedly averted her gaze, hanging her head low, her palms already sweaty with fear.
Ji Tingyang looked her up and down with his deep and icy eyes, struggling to suppress the anger welling up in his chest, his Adam's apple bobbed as he finally spoke wearily.
"Where on earth did mother go?"
Ji Yuqiao shrank her neck, "She... She went to Rong Mountain's peak to watch the sunrise."
If she went to watch the sunrise, she could have just told him, why keep it a secret from him.
Ji Tingyang seemed to think of something, a cold smile hanging on his lips, "Did she go with Xie Changyan?"