Huo Jingting's questioning was precise, each word hitting the nail on the head, leaving Chengcheng speechless.
"And if I'm not mistaken, haven't you been secretly observing him all night? Remembering even how many dumplings he ate, how many words he said?"
As his voice fell, Chengcheng completely lowered his head.
He thought he had hidden it well enough, pretended to be indifferent, fooled Mo Feng, fooled Gu Nanqiao, and almost even fooled himself.
But all the disguises couldn't escape Huo Jingting's eyes.
Huo Jingting glanced at the time, "I've said everything I wanted to say to you. I won't force you to leave, your mom won't either. Whether you stay or go, it's up to you."
He said these words not to make him leave, but just to let him see his own heart clearly, to avoid regretting it when he grows up.
After speaking, he stood up from the bed, "Get some rest early, don't stay up too late."
"Hmm."
