At the dinner table.
Su Mian and Lu Rui sat on either side of Qiao Yun, continuously serving her dishes.
With each dish they served, they stared at Qiao Yun earnestly.
"Thank you."
Qiao Yun politely expressed her gratitude. Their cautious attitude towards her was within her expectations.
It was precisely because of this that she had wanted to stay overnight at the old house, to give them time to adjust, but they unexpectedly followed her.
Previously, Qiao Yun's polite demeanor made Su Mian perceive her as well-cultured. Now, however, she sensed a formality in her politeness.
Her heart ached suddenly.
The senior couple was utterly perplexed by this family.
Was their attitude towards Qiaoqiao somehow improper?
Qin Huan, observing them, joked, "Little brother and sister-in-law, do you really need to be so cautious? We won't eat Qiaoqiao."
The old lady had long been accustomed to Qin Huan's way of talking and thus didn't take it seriously.
