Bai Zhi slowly made her way to the chairs, and Bai Xin hurried over to help her sit down.
Bai Zhi seemed not to see the displeasure in Mu Yi's eyes, nor the questioning look. She nonchalantly picked up the glass and took a sip of water.
Just when Mu Yi thought she wouldn't speak, she opened her mouth.
"Isn't that so?", she said. "You say aunt doesn't want to have children, so she doesn't. Doesn't the subtext of that statement imply that it's because my aunt doesn't want children, that you two don't have any?"
If this wasn't blaming, she really didn't know what was. He must have often spoken like that. Otherwise, her aunt wouldn't have become numb to it. She should have been moved.
Actually, it's similar to a psychological suggestion, and moreover, a very cunning one. It's cloaked in the pretense of 'it's all for you, I don't blame you', and then my aunt ends up blaming herself.
"Mu Yi, do you really think so?"
