Xue Yue wanted to ask Xue Xingzhou just what he had said to the boy to get him into such a state.
Xue Xingzhou spread his hands helplessly. What could he say? He had just told him the truth, of course.
Xue Yue sighed.
Looking at Xue Xingjun's tear-streaked face, she comforted him, "You're a grown-up now, stop crying. Ruanruan and Shiyi will laugh at you if they see you like this. Besides, just because Big Bro and you aren't related by blood, does that mean you're not going to be on good terms with him anymore?"
Xue Xingjun pouted and didn't say a word.
Xue Yue saw the kid was still upset, so she said to Xue Xingzhou, "Why don't you let Xingjun stay here for the night? We'll sort it out tomorrow."
Xue Xingzhou glanced at Xue Xingjun. "Alright. I'll head back first, then."
After Xue Xingzhou closed the door and left, Xue Xingjun squatted down, his head lowered, looking wronged.
