At Least Once More
Feng Xuan honestly thought that things would go as planned. There was nothing else that she wanted to achieve this day other than to get Qing Chen and his siblings to talk to their mother without causing too much of a commotion with all the people.
In a public place, they were not allowed to act out. In her mind, this was a foolproof plan. The worst thing that could happen was a not so pleasant conversation between them.
But that was the least of her worries. The important thing was, they could converse and get some things off their chests, no matter how small chippings they were.
"You really are Wuming's mother," Qing Chen said.
"What do you mean?" answered Feng Xuan's mother-in-law.
"You both got the same idea on how you're going to disguise your faces today. Prosthetics."
"I haven't seen him," she sounded alarmed, like a mother whose child got lost in the middle of the mall. Her eyes quickly scanned the place.