The sound of Qiu Bo's voice rose before the words had even fallen.
"Miss Qing!"
Qiu Bo's eyes were joyfully surprised as he looked at the people in the living room, swiftly descending the stairs.
Great, Miss Qing is here. The master will certainly be pleased.
"Jian Qing! What are you planning to do by seeking the grandpa? Are you going to tattle yet again?" Yang Xiang couldn't help but speak.
Jian Qing gave her a cold side-eye, barking coldly, "Are you asking for a beating?"
Her aggressive words, packed with a demeanor of ferocity, charged straight at Yang Xiang.
Yang Xiang choked, her cheeks still faintly throbbing.
"Miss Qing, the master is in the study. Would you like to go up?" asked Qiu Bo.
Jian Qing gave a small nod and headed up with Quan Jingwu.
Watching the two figures vanish around the staircase corner, jealousy bubbled under An Yu's gaze, her lips pressed into a resentful bite.
