Lu Xiaoxiao did not spell it out any further. She believed that hint alone was enough.
With Ji Yunhuai's intelligence, he would definitely understand what she was implying.
But this really was different from everything else. No matter how badly Ji Cheng usually treated Ji Yunhuai, it probably could not compare to the shock of the possibility that "he was involved in Old Master Ji's death."
The man was a lousy father, sure, but he was still Ji Yunhuai's family.
One family member had killed another?
The mere thought of that possibility sent a chill down her spine.
And Ji Yunhuai did indeed fall silent at that, but he said nothing more, simply nodding. "Mm, I understand."
His gaze shifted away for a moment, and his change of subject was almost abrupt.
"It's getting late. Let me take you home," he said. "You've had a tiring day. You should have been resting ages ago."
Lu Xiaoxiao did not insist on dwelling on the subject either. She nodded understandingly and went along with his arrangements. "Okay. Did you drive here?"
"I did. I parked nearby." As Ji Yunhuai answered, he turned with her and headed back the way they had come.
Neither of them said much on the way back.
Lu Xiaoxiao kept her head down, deliberately stepping into their earlier footprints one by one, as though she had found herself an entertaining game. Whenever she missed one, she even tugged on Ji Yunhuai to make him wait, then readjusted her steps.
It really was rather childish, but Ji Yunhuai did not call her immature. Instead, he accommodated her as best he could.
In fact, watching Lu Xiaoxiao find enjoyment even in walking, he felt the heaviness weighing on his heart ease without his realizing it.
They walked slowly, making the