Rong Jing finally looks back. Instead of looking at xiaosilently, she looks far away. The figures of those people in black have long disappeared.

"mother..." Small silently timidly pulls her sleeve, for fear that she is angry.

angry?

Rong Jing doesn't know whether she is angry or not. She just feels The man seemed to be far away from them all of a sudden.

I always thought that she was very close to him, but now I suddenly find that she doesn't know him.

seeing her mother's silent face, her face was expressionless, and she was more worried. "Mother, you haven't promised to be with Uncle Shenxian, so it's normal...