They saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.
Zhuang Hang retracted his gaze from Zhuang Bai. When he looked up at Zhuang Ming again, he asked in confusion, "Dad, what was Sister whispering to you just now? Tell us honestly, is there something fishy between the two of you? You even deliberately hid it from us. Ah ... Mom, why did you hit me?"
Before Zhuang Hang could express his confusion, Lin En had already knocked on his head. Zhuang Hang subconsciously cried out in pain and asked his mother in confusion.
Lin En retracted her hand and stared at Zhuang Hang as if she was not worried. Opening her mouth, she scolded, "If you don't know how to use words, we won't force you. You can talk less or not! Can the word 'fishy' be used between your father and sister? Can you think before you speak so you don't look so stupid?"
