Zhang Ningzhi froze, her face instantly turning pale. A word got stuck in her throat and she stammered it out.
"Mom....."
Mrs. Zhang, with a graceful and elegant figure, sporting big waves in her hair, carrying an LV bag and wearing high heels.
At this moment, a crease formed between her brows.
"You guys....."
Jiang Nian glanced at Mrs. Zhang, showing little reaction, "Good evening, Auntie."
Mrs. Zhang averted her gaze, her eyes somewhat bland.
"Mm."
Zhang Ningzhi's shoulders began to tremble, afraid her mother might say something unbearable.
"Mom, I....."
"Where did you go?" Mrs. Zhang looked at her daughter, also covering Jiang Nian with her gaze.
Jiang Nian remained calm, turning to see Zhang Ningzhi looking nervous.
"We just went for a walk."
The atmosphere became tense, Zhang Ningzhi stayed silent as if in shock. Mrs. Zhang, with a serious expression, tightly pursed her lips, staring at them.
