Someone as clever as Fu Jiu quickly realized what was happening.
Her heart thumped as two words appeared in her mind: It's over.
She turned her head and met the Almighty's eyes.
His pair of eyes were a little cold, but compared to the coldness, there was a deepness and something that Fu Jiu couldn't tell.
She didn't know how long the Almighty had been there.
He simply had his hands in his trouser pockets as he looked at her coldly and nobly. From the way he looked, it was definite that he had heard the conversation.
The situation… was really awkward.
After all, no guest liked hearing the mother of their friend—a man—ask if he liked him.
There was nothing to do with gender.
Moreover, the Almighty was so straight.
It was unlikely he could accept such a joke, but that was not important.
The point was that the Almighty didn't hear the entire conversation. Her answer of "nope" really sounded quite hurtful.
