Qiao Fei's words made Mrs. Tan frown.
However, she was still Mrs. Tan, and her composure was not lacking in the slightest.
Mrs. Tan smiled faintly, "You have nothing to be sorry for. If you feel it should be said, then say it. If not, don't."
Though Qiao Fei felt very indignant, she still lowered her head and pretended to look very troubled.
After a moment, Qiao Fei finally spoke.
"It's like this, Aunt Han. I only found out recently that Jingxiao returned from abroad with her child. But I had never seen that child before. Aunt Han, have you seen him?" Qiao Fei asked.
Mrs. Tan's expression remained unchanged as she responded lightly, "No, I haven't. Last time, I suggested Jingxiao bring the child to play with me, but she said the child has some psychological issues, maybe autism, and doesn't like interacting with people. So, I didn't insist."
