He Jing had heard that the relationship between Qinglang and her family was very tense. She felt this tension when she first entered Situ's house this afternoon. And although Bai Ting was Situ Qinglang's nominal stepmother, Situ Qinglang had never treated her in this way.

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At this moment, Bai Ting suddenly became angry. Although He Jing didn't understand her personality, she felt that he should not provoke misunderstanding between them.

"Forget it Aunt Bai, he should be very busy." He Jing smiled flatteringly, "Qinglang is so busy with affairs, and he is so hardworking, I am worried about his health."

"What do you know!" Bai Ting sighed helplessly, "Your child is just too well-behaved and sensible. Qinglang doesn't usually eat out very much. He doesn't like to join in these meals, but recently - I don't know.

What's going on?"

He Jing heard the hidden meaning of Bai Ting, and this was exactly what Bai Ting wanted to achieve.

As expected, He Jing felt nervous and quickly asked: "Does he usually come back for dinner?"

"Look at me, look at me!" Bai Ting looked like she was telling some terrible secret. She patted her cheeks in self-reproach and looked around and said, "What kind of soup is this? Silky chicken? Your girl's craftsmanship is really good.

Not bad, Qinglang is really lucky to be with you."

But He Jing felt that she was hiding something from her on purpose, so she stepped forward, pulled Bai Ting's sleeve and begged: "Aunt Bai, you must know something, right? Please tell me."

Bai Ting sighed, as if he was hesitating how to speak, and also seemed to be hesitating whether she should say this or not.

After a while, she suddenly pulled off He Jing's apron and said to her: "Xiao Jing, come with me. There are things I have to tell you, Aunt Bai."

He Jing's heart skipped a beat, and even her lips trembled. She nervously tightened her clothes and followed Bai Ting into the living room on the first floor.

Bai Ting closed the door mysteriously, and He Jing sat across from her uneasily, letting her compassionate and sympathetic eyes wander on her face, and she couldn't help but start to panic in her heart.

"Alas." Bai Ting started with a sigh. When He Jing heard the sound, her heart dropped to the bottom.

"Aunt Bai..." she asked in a trembling voice, "Qing Lang, does he not like me?"

"Let me ask you first, where is the relationship between you two?" Bai Ting asked bluntly, and then smiled bitterly, "My child, don't be nervous, Aunt Bai, I am on your side, no matter what.

Tell Aunt Bai honestly and Aunt Bai will help you find a solution."

"I..." He Jing was so shy that she blushed when she was asked this question. She lowered her eyes and replied in a low voice, "We... held hands and went shopping and watched movies together, but... Qing Lang has always been with him.

I kept my distance and never...touched me again."

"He didn't... ask for anything else from you?" Bai Ting leaned forward and asked tentatively.

"No." He Jing shook her head with red eyes, "I think Qinglang doesn't like me. He only treats me politely."

Bai Ting sighed again, thinking that He Jing was about to be tortured to death, and then said: "Xiao Jing, you may not like what Aunt Bai said today, but Aunt Bai feels that Qinglang has someone he likes, but this

He never told you something."

When He Jing heard this, her head buzzed, and suddenly she couldn't hear anything anymore. Her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. She couldn't look away from Bai Ting's thin lips.
Chapter completed!