178 This Is My Seat

Wu Zhang and Mo Biyu exchanged a quick look when they saw Song Jia lost in her own thoughts. While Wu Zhang's face was deprived of any expression of his thoughts, Mo Biyu made no efforts to hide her confusion.

After calling Song Jia's name twice and getting no response in return, she finally placed a hand on her shoulder and gently shook it.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Song Jia turned around to face the mother-son duo- still looking a little lost. "I- I am sorry I didn't hear what you were just saying."

"Are you alright?" Wu Zhang asked gently, as his hands found their way to her shoulders, squeezing them gently to bring her comfort.

Giving a sweet smile and putting up a facade, she nodded her head. "Yes, I am fine. I just thought I heard a familiar name being called out."