Xiao Yue, who had been about to speak, choked on her words again. For a moment, she forgot what she was going to say, looking dazed and shocked.
"Not… not a coincidence?"
You could feel Xiao Yue's shock even through the screen.
[Yeah, I thought something was off too. If a third-grader is struggling with addition and subtraction under twenty, there's definitely a problem!]
[And didn't Xiao Yue say her son used to be pretty smart?]
[I have a weird thought. His mistress's daughter is supposedly really smart, but Xiao Yue's son is getting dumber and dumber. Could there be a connection?]
These bullet comments flashed before the eyes of the still-shocked Xiao Yue.
Her expression was stunned, as if she was trying to remember something.
"But how is that possible! How could something like this happen in the world! This is just too absurd!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, a string of doubts floated across the screen.
[Why wouldn't it be possible?!]
