"......"
Qi Ming understood, picked up the water cup again, and handed it to his mother: "Please drink."
Fu Qiang drank half a cup of water in one breath with Qi Ming's help, and finally felt her parched throat getting better. "Did you know that your little uncle and your little aunt called off their engagement?"
"What?" Qi Ming's eyes widened instantly. "What did you say?"
"I said they called off their engagement, do you know why?" After asking, Fu Qiang seemed to remember something, looked up, and sized up her son. "Their calling off the engagement wasn't because of you, was it?"
Fu Qiang knew Wen Qiao liked Qi Ming, but in her eyes, let alone Wen Qiao, even Fu Jinghen was still a kid, so she had thought of it as just child's play and didn't take it seriously.
She also knew about what happened at the engagement party. She had even asked Fu Jinghen why not just let Wen Qiao and Qi Ming get engaged, and that she would talk to Jiang Lai.
