The group of people who parted on bad terms left the ferry with troubled expressions.
At the Su residence.
Kong Yue looked at her precious daughter, who had returned home early, and knew that her sons had gone to stop her. Looking at Qingqing's expressionless face, Kong Yue chuckled and said, "How is it, Qingqing? Was it fun at sea?"
Su Qing carried her backpack and nodded lightly. She didn't stop walking and replied softly, "I'm fine. I want to go back to my room to rest first. Mommy, I won't be eating lunch. You don't have to call me down."
As she spoke, she went straight to the second floor. Although she still looked as calm as ever, Kong Yue still sensed something else. She said gently, "I understand. You're tired from the competition today. Sleep well! Mommy will wake you up for dinner."
Su Qing nodded and didn't say anything.
