Madam Jiang stood at the doorway, tiptoeing to peek inside, "They left?"
"Mm."
Madam Jiang: "She didn't bully Qingqing, right?"
Jiang Zhixun pressed his lips together, not answering.
With that attitude, how could she not have bullied Qingqing!
Every time he thought about the girl who grew up pampered, only to be targeted after a single divorce, Jiang Zhixun's heart sank.
He felt even more guilty toward Shen Qingqing.
He sat down across from her without saying a word and served a piece of meat for Shen Qingqing, "Eat!"
Madam Jiang shot him a glare.
This boy—does he think everyone's as carefree as him?
Without asking anything, he just expects Qingqing to eat.
Truly clueless!
Shen Qingqing was treating everyone to dinner. If she made a scene, how could anyone enjoy the meal?
Most importantly, she hadn't let Mrs. Zhou's words get to her.
Four years abroad, she had heard worse.
Those… couldn't hurt her at all.
