Qin Lei stretched out his hand to hold the one in front of him, tickling it gently, his face lit up with a tender smile.
"What are you doing? Let go! The child is here!" Nangong Shulan blushed, this man had no shame, still holding hands in public even at his age.
"I didn't see anything, carry on." Qin Jiale, carrying his luggage, quickly left after leaving a comment, "Oh my goodness, their public display of affection is just too sickening."
"Look, you've made a fool of us in front of the child," Nangong Shulan glared at him.
"That's alright, our child won't say anything inappropriate." Qin Lei chuckled and then started to tidy up.
"You two really are..." Nangong Shulan exclaimed.
While The Qins' house was filled with warmth, outside, the rumors spreading were about how sensible Qin Xue had grown. These rumors made Qin Su'e, who had come home to her mother's house, grit her teeth in anger. She had worked so hard to tarnish Qin Xue's reputation.
