"Yoko, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and get in," Zhong Liying urged from inside the car.
She snapped back to reality and hurriedly got into the car, sitting stiffly in her seat.
Sun Dasheng quickly noticed the change in her. The once relaxed and cheerful Zhong Xiaofeng, who had been chatting and laughing with him so easily, was now acting reserved and cautious. He asked Zhong Liying about it.
Zhong Liying glanced at her sister and saw it too.
"Yoko, what's wrong with you?" When calling her by her nickname, Zhong Liying still habitually used her Japanese name, only using her Chinese name, Zhong Xiaofeng, when addressing her formally.
Zhong Xiaofeng edged closer and whispered cautiously in her sister's ear, "Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier that my brother-in-law is such an important figure?"
"I was so impolite at the dinner table."
So that's what this is about?
Zhong Liying laughed. "It's okay, he doesn't mind."
"But it was still incredibly rude of me."
