Father Qin sighed. He had two daughters, but both were on opposite ends of the spectrum. But regardless, he loved them both.
He turned to look at the two beside him. "I have to talk to your older sister. You two go along now."
Qin Meirong pouted. "What kind of secrets are you telling Qin jiejie that you can't tell me?"
Father Qin flicked Qin Meirong's forehead. Qin Meirong yelped in pain before covering her forehead. She threw a glare at her father but quickly hid it before he could flick her again.
