"What are you talking about? I certainly don't want to hurt Mom and Dad's feelings!" Wang Qing's eyes involuntarily flickered.
"I hope you really think that way, and not something else," Yan Minmin said.
"What are you talking about exactly?"
After finishing her Tai Chi, Madam Qin came back for breakfast and heard her two sons discussing some matters as she entered the dining room.
"Mom, you're back."
Yan Minmin stood up to greet the old lady.
Madam Qin glanced at Yan Minmin, and said indifferently, "Have you eaten yet? If not, have something. Don't let Xiaoguai Bao think we are mistreating the staff."
"Mom, I have eaten, but I would like to sit with you for a while." Yan Minmin answered.
"If you have eaten, then go upstairs to the study. Start reading the documents on the table. There is a lot of work to be done later."
Madam Qin was straightforward, sending her upstairs to work.
