"Remember, from now on, you must not mention a single word about this to anyone. If I hear even half a word, don't call me your aunt anymore."
Jing Xiaocha's cold and stern words made Zhang Minghui's pupils contract slightly.
He dared not disobey and nodded, "Aunt, I've remembered."
"Continue eating."
Jing Xiaocha had lost her appetite, and after saying this, she put down her chopsticks and picked up the glass of water in front of her to drink.
Zhang Minghui carefully looked at her, "Aunt, aren't you eating?"
"You go ahead, I don't feel like eating anymore."
Jing Xiaocha responded calmly.
Zhang Minghui also realized that his words had affected his aunt's mood, causing her to lose her appetite.
He put down his chopsticks as well, feeling wronged, "If Aunt isn't eating, then I won't eat either."
"You haven't eaten enough. Hurry up and eat your food."
Jing Xiaocha frowned irritably.
