An Jing said, "Gong Jue Chen probably wouldn't side with them. If he really wanted Xiyun, back in Nan Shen, he had no need to save Chengyu at all."
"Hmm."
"I hope Chengyu can trust him as we do, believing that he doesn't want Xiyun."
But Xiao Changyi didn't respond.
An Jing understood the deep meaning behind Xiao Changyi's silence, so she didn't say anything more, simply gave Xiao Changyi a tender smile and whispered softly, "Let's sleep, it's very late."
"Hmm."
...
The next day, An Jing and Xiao Changyi dressed the four little ones in their clothes and shoes, then held the children's hands, ready to leave the master bedroom to have breakfast.
But as soon as they opened the door of the master bedroom, they saw Gong Jue Chen squatting by their door with his knees hugged to his chest, his expression especially pitiful, like a stray dog that nobody wanted.
