"Mom, are you saying let Niuniu come to the Imperial City?" Xu Xiuxiu asked, her voice laden with incredulity and a slight agitation, clearly struggling to control her emotions.
She just couldn't believe Mrs. Song would come up with such an idea—and to have Niuniu live with her in the Imperial City? What a joke! That girl was no longer the lively but timid little girl she used to be. Although she seemed calmer these past few years, the way she looked at people made Xu Xiuxiu increasingly uncomfortable. Being particularly sensitive to certain malice because of space, she could easily see through Song Tianxin, whose personality was starting to get twisted. Still, she was a child whose tricks were not deeply concealed.
