Ji Chi looked at Qu Xiujie in confusion and his voice became gentler. "Granduncle, I seem to understand now that you've said that."
"Aye, that's right. I told you that you're the smartest among the three."
Qu Xiujie nodded and looked at Ji Chi in relief. "That's what I meant."
"So you're saying that you find it embarrassing but you're unwilling to say it? Or you're unwilling to tell me or Ran Ran, or perhaps…"
"Hey, hey, hey. You child, where did you learn to think like this?"
Qu Xiujie frowned and widened his eyes. His voice turned sharp. "Ping An, I'm telling you that you can't be with Uncle Charlie anymore. Let's go. Granduncle will bring you to play."
"I'm not going."
Ji Chi walked back to his seat and looked at Qu Xiujie with his beautiful eyes. "Granduncle, why don't you sit down and listen to Uncle Charlie's other story?"
