Everyone was awkwardly silent when Xiaoju came back with the vegetable basket, smiling at them before quickly slipping into the kitchen to get busy.
"I'll go help." Luo Lian said, standing up.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Qiao Aimin's eyes. He had anticipated that Lianlian might not accept the situation, but facing reality still hurt. Thinking of his elderly parents' sadness, his mood grew even gloomier.
"Uncle Qiao, don't be too hasty..." Luo Ye hesitated a moment before continuing, "Actually, she had already accepted you, and she really liked Grandpa Qiao and Grandma Qiao a lot.
But then suddenly you made up with Lian Qinghua, how could she stand to stay? Our aunt was indirectly harmed by Lian Qinghua, you tell me, who could act as if nothing happened?"
