Erya listened to his words, her mouth slightly agape, face full of disbelief.
"Seeing mom walk out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, there's nothing wrong with that. Your aunt is just making a fuss."
"I think so too."
Erya's imagination suddenly ran wild, even she was startled by it.
She stared wide-mouthed at Ma Zhihao: "Your stepmother, could she be targeting you?"
Ma Zhihao's expression immediately turned gloomy upon hearing this.
"Maybe your stepmother secretly has feelings for you, and tonight seeing you, she seized the chance to escalate the situation."
Ma Zhihao's face became increasingly grim.
Erya continued, "Or perhaps, she's not interested in you, she wants to harm you."
Ma Zhihao raised an eyebrow and asked displeasedly, "Harm me in what way?"
