Xu Zijin's firm opposition was unexpected to the old lady.
Perhaps there is some misunderstanding in this?
Although that Miss Xu is disabled, she appears to be a kind girl. Having her face and legs ruined is the cruelest thing to a woman, bar none.
"Alright." The old lady wanted to ask about the reason, but with Xu Zijin's inscrutable tone, she knew that asking would be pointless.
"I'll talk to her."
"Hold on." Xu Zijin squinted his eyes, recalling something the old lady had said earlier.
What did she mean by Miss Xu seemingly disfigured and disabled?
"Mom, where are you now?"
"Ah, now? Right now..." The old lady felt anxious.
"You met with that Miss Xu? When?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Zijin guessed so accurately that the old lady trembled instantly.
"Mom, why aren't you talking?" Xu Zijin frowned.
"Just now." After a long pause, the old lady finally replied.
Xu Zijin squinted, feeling a foreboding sensation. "Don't tell me you brought Douya along?"
