CHAPTER 96

When Qin Yinong was young, her father Qin Hongjian gradually became addicted to alcohol and neglected his work, while her mother Ji Shulan struggled to make a living. Qin Luning had to go to school, but Ji Shulan didn't send her to kindergarten to save money, so she stayed at home and roamed around the age of six or seven. No one had time to take care of her, so she would spend her days visiting neighbors, and the favorite household she liked to visit was Tang Ruoyao's birth mother, Zhuo Peiyun. Zhuo Peiyun was young and beautiful, kind-hearted, and loved by children. She also loved children and was skilled at making delicious snacks for them.

Qin Yinong was a beautiful child with fair skin, big eyes, and long eyelashes. She stood out among the other children, and Zhuo Peiyun was no exception. She often said that she wished she could have a daughter like her in the future. The relationship between the two was so close that it could be said that Zhuo Peiyun compensated for the love that Qin Yinong was missing.

By the time Qin Yinong reached the age of six or seven and started elementary school, Zhuo Peiyun became pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl after ten months. Qin Yinong was delighted to have a younger sister of her own. As soon as school was over, she would rush to Tang's house to see her sister. She would put both hands on the edge of the cradle and never get tired of watching her.

She was still young, just a little over seven years old, but she was tall for her age and accustomed to doing household chores at home. She was well-behaved, skillful, and Zhuo Peiyun would sometimes ask her for help when she was busy, feeling very reassured.

When the baby in the swaddle cried, Qin Yinong would take her out of the cradle and hold her in her arms, soothing her with gentle words. Tang Ruoyao would immediately stop crying and look at her with big round eyes, reaching out her small, chubby hands to grab her hair, giggling.

While cleaning, Zhuo Peiyun teased, "She really likes you. She cries non-stop when her dad holds her."

Qin Yinong's lips curved up as she looked down at the baby, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Tang Hanzhang went to work during the day and only returned in the evening. By that time, Qin Yinong had to go back to her own home. She and Tang Hanzhang were not very familiar with each other. They would hurriedly meet each day, she would say, "Hello, Uncle." and then it would be "Goodbye, Uncle."

When Zhuo Peiyun unexpectedly passed away, Tang Ruoyao was not even a year old, and Tang Hanzhang moved away, leaving behind this heartbroken place.

Qin Yinong also felt low-spirited for a long time because of this.

Years passed, and memories slowly faded with time.

Qin Yinong couldn't even remember Zhuo Peiyun's appearance clearly anymore. When she saw Tang Ruoyao back then, she just felt she looked familiar, but she couldn't recall who she resembled. It wasn't until today, when she saw a photo of Zhuo Peiyun, that she suddenly realized that Tang Ruoyao was the baby sister whom she had held and cared for when she was a child.

"This... " Even Guan Han, who was usually calm, couldn't remain composed upon hearing this long-lost connection. She couldn't believe it and said in disbelief, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

This is not a coincidence! Who says love should start from childhood for it to be destined?

She roared in her heart: Hurry up and marry her!

Qin Yinong chuckled, "I don't know why it's so coincidental either."

Before Qin Yinong decided to take over Tang Ruoyao, she had asked Guan Han to investigate her background. At that time, she was too lazy to look into it herself, so she had Guan Han report to her. Guan Han was always straightforward and got straight to the point. She mentioned that her biological father was Tang Hanzhang, her stepmother was Jiang Xuezhen, her birth mother had passed away, and she had a half-brother from her father's side. They lived in City Z, and she was currently studying at the Capital Drama Academy. Everything seemed clean and clear, and the conclusion was that Tang Ruoyao could be brought along.

Qin Yinong had no impression of Tang Hanzhang left in her mind. When she was young, she never mentioned going to the Tang family, she said she was going to Aunt Peiyun's house. The surname Tang sounded vaguely familiar, but there were so many people with that surname in the world that she didn't connect it with her former neighbor.

The name Tang Ruoyao was even more unfamiliar. Zhuo Peiyun called Tang Ruoyao "baby," and she called her "little sister." Perhaps Zhuo Peiyun had mentioned Tang Ruoyao's full name, but a seven or eight-year-old wouldn't remember such a thing.

Tang Ruoyao had been living in City Z since she could remember. Tang Hanzhang probably didn't mention anything before then because of Zhuo Peiyun's death in City A. Therefore, Tang Ruoyao had no way of knowing about these past events, nor did she know that Qin Yinong had lived in City A before.

By a twist of fate, Qin Yinong and Tang Ruoyao had been together for so long without realizing they had already met before.

If Qin Yinong had known from the beginning that Tang Ruoyao was Zhuo Peiyun's daughter, she would never have fostered a romantic relationship with her. She would have treated her as a true sister, and the story would have taken a different direction.

Qin Yinong sat in the chair, with a dazed expression. There was only one word floating in her mind, elusive yet incredibly fitting at this moment: destiny.

Tang Ruoyao saw off the locksmith and knocked on her own room's door.

Qin Yinong snapped out of her thoughts. "Come in."

Tang Ruoyao pushed open the door and saw the photo album spread out in front of her. She felt delighted because she thought Qin Yinong must have wanted to know more about her. Thankfully, she had left those words before leaving.

Tang Ruoyao approached and looked at the page that Qin Yinong was pointing at with her finger. She smiled and said, "There are fewer photos in this album. If you want to see more, I have another one that my dad keeps."

Qin Yinong raised her hand and pointed at a woman in the photo. "Is this your mother?"

Tang Ruoyao had no impression of Zhuo Peiyun, so naturally, there was no deep emotional connection between them. She nodded and replied in a casual tone, "Yes, but she passed away when I was very young."

Qin Yinong said, "You bear some resemblance to her."

Curiously, Tang Ruoyao took the photo album and looked at it for a moment before asking, "Really?" She smiled and added, "Actually, my dad has said the same thing, but I can't see it myself."

"Here."

Tang Ruoyao was taken aback.

Because Qin Yinong's fingertip touched her eyebrow bone, gently sweeping over it, causing a slight tickling sensation.

Tang Ruoyao's heartbeat quickened as she looked into her eyes and softly called out, "Senior Qin?"

Qin Yinong didn't retract her hand but continued, saying, "There's a slight resemblance in your eyebrows and eyes, but your facial features are more defined. Your nose bridge is higher and more prominent than your mother's."

Comparatively, she was more striking, lacking the gentle and restrained demeanor of Zhuo Peiyun.

She calmly finished touching Tang Ruoyao's entire face and then withdrew her hand.

Tang Ruoyao didn't understand what she was trying to achieve but didn't dare to ask further. She only felt regretful that she didn't get to be touched a little longer.

Qin Yinong asked, "Do you have any photos of your mother?"

Tang Ruoyao replied, "Yes, I have them with my dad. Why do you want to see them?"

Qin Yinong slightly frowned, almost imperceptibly.

Without waiting for her response, Tang Ruoyao quickly said, "Okay, I'll bring them to you tomorrow." Regardless of the reason, she would give Qin Yinong whatever she wanted. It couldn't possibly be that Qin Yinong had fallen in love at first sight with her mother, right?

Tang Ruoyao chuckled.

Qin Yinong asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Ruoyao cleared her throat and said, "It's nothing. Um, the lock has been replaced, and it's getting late. What should we have for lunch?"

Qin Yinong replied, "You decide."

Tang Ruoyao suggested, "How about we buy groceries and cook at home? Going out to eat might risk being recognized."

Qin Yinong had no objections.

Tang Ruoyao asked, "Can Senior Qin cook with me?"

Qin Yinong raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying.

But not refusing was equivalent to agreeing, and Tang Ruoyao had received her answer.

Tang Ruoyao leaned over and quickly kissed Qin Yinong on the cheek, saying, "Then I'll go out to buy groceries." Her figure resembled a lively little bird as she swiftly flew out of the room.

Qin Yinong remained stunned in place, touching her own cheek, savoring the soft and warm sensation that lingered.

It felt like a dream.

After a while, she finally turned her slightly dazed eyes and, with a delayed reaction, looked at Guan Han beside her. The corners of her eyebrows arched in an incredulous curve as she solemnly asked, "What did she just do?"

Guan Han's heart was pounding, but she calmly replied, "She kissed you, kissed your cheek."

Qin Yinong took a deep breath.

How audacious!

A trace of anger gathered in her brow, but before it could fully form, it dissipated into thin air. Instead, an uncontrollable joy surged within her. Qin Yinong placed her hand on the table, fingertips gripping the edge, forcefully suppressing the upward curve of her lips.

The house Tang Ruoyao bought was not particularly good, around a hundred square meters, and the sound insulation was not great. You could hear conversations clearly from one end of the house to the other. Qin Yinong overheard Tang Ruoyao and Tang Fei chatting at the entrance.

Tang Fei asked, "Is Sister Qin coming with us?"

Tang Ruoyao replied, "She's a big celebrity, and it's easy for her to be recognized if she goes out."

Tang Fei said, "And then you'll be involved a scandal with her?"

Tang Ruoyao fell silent for a moment and asked, "Have you been studying well at home?"

Tang Fei laughed cheerfully.

Tang Ruoyao urged, "Are your shoes changed? Once they're changed, let's go."

Tang Fei was still laughing, "They're changed. Let's go. I want to eat mushrooms."

Tang Ruoyao jokingly scolded him, "I think you look like a mushroom."

Tang Fei replied, "Hahaha."

The front door closed, and the voices of the siblings' conversation and laughter disappeared, leaving a sudden and eerie silence. Qin Yinong involuntarily curled her fingers, looking lost and melancholic.

She put the photo album back in the drawer and went to the living room. The living room was brighter than the bedroom, illuminated by natural light, where she could read.

She was somewhat absent-minded and would occasionally lift her head to look towards the entrance.

After nearly an hour, footsteps could be heard from the corridor. Qin Yinong paused her flipping motion, staring fixedly at the tightly closed door.

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock.

Click—The sound of the lock turning.

Creak—

The sound of the door opening.

Two figures, one big and one small, entered in tandem, bringing a lively atmosphere into the room.

"I'm back." they both said in unison.

Qin Yinong tightly grasped the book page, restraining the urge to get up immediately. It was only when Tang Ruoyao, passing by the entrance, noticed her presence in the living room and expressed surprise that Qin Yinong responded with a faint "Mm."

She waited for the siblings to bring all the bags into the kitchen before closing the book and calmly walking in, asking, "What did you buy?"

Qin Yinong's sharp eyes immediately spotted a small bag of mushrooms.

Seeing this, Tang Fei quickly retreated, not wanting to disturb their private moment.

Tang Ruoyao's gaze roamed around the kitchen counter and she said, "We bought eggplant, potatoes, chili peppers, tofu, green beans, cucumbers, eggs, and mushrooms, which Tang Fei wanted. As for meat... chicken, beef, and pork. The price of pork here at home has increased a lot, reaching 23 yuan per kilogram, but it's still fine in the capital."

Tang Ruoyao, being in the entertainment industry and having a considerable wealth, naturally didn't care about the slight increase in pork prices. She intentionally engaged in casual conversation with Qin Yinong, just like any ordinary couple in the mundane world, caring about every trivial matter.

She carefully observed Qin Yinong's expression and noticed a slight unease appearing on her face. Then, Qin Yinong pursed her lips unnaturally, paused for a few seconds, and then continued, "Aren't we currently dealing with the swine fever? There's a shortage of pigs in the south, so naturally, the prices have gone up."

"Does Senior Qin usually pay attention to this kind of news?" Tang Ruoyao blinked her eyes, looking quite surprised.

"Am I someone who is completely detached from worldly affairs in your eyes?" Qin Yinong scoffed lightly, rolled up her sleeves, and began handling the ingredients on the kitchen counter.

"Not really." Tang Ruoyao washed her hands and stood by her side, taking the freshly washed eggplant from her hand. "Give me this one, I'll cut it."

Qin Yinong handed it over.

Tang Ruoyao continued with the previous topic, smiling, "I just thought Senior Qin has a lot on her plate and probably doesn't have the leisure to pay attention."

Qin Yinong replied, "One morning, I woke up and saw the news notification on my phone's lock screen. Besides that, I indeed don't have time to keep up with the news."

"Just a glance and you remembered it. Senior Qin has an amazing memory." Tang Ruoyao put down the knife and applauded her.

This wave of flattery was quite...

Qin Yinong glanced at her sideways and didn't hesitate to comment, "Exaggerated."

Tang Ruoyao chuckled softly.

Her laughter was contagious.

Qin Yinong lowered her head, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

She quickly looked away.

Tang Ruoyao finished cutting the eggplant and put it on a plate. She came over to get another ingredient without saying a word. This time, she reached under the tap directly, grabbing the potatoes along with Qin Yinong's chilly fingertips in her hand. "Is it washed enough?"

Qin Yinong's heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily moved her fingers.

"Not quite yet, still a bit muddy." she regained her composure, withdrew her fingers, and said, "Wash them a little longer."

Tang Ruoyao leaned against her, smelling the faint scent of perfume on her body, and asked, "Senior Qin, do you prefer potatoes peeled or unpeeled?"

"I'm fine with either."

"Then let's peel them." Tang Ruoyao reached out again, caressing Qin Yinong's smooth hand back, took the potato from her hand, and said, "No need to wash them so thoroughly, we'll rinse them again later."

Tang Ruoyao took the peeler and squatted in front of the trash can, peeling the potatoes.

Qin Yinong was washing the green beans. During a brief pause to fill a basin with water, she glanced back and saw Tang Ruoyao's fingers agile, fair, and slender. With one hand holding the potato and the other holding the peeler, she made a few turns, and a round and plump potato had its skin removed, resting cutely in the plate beside her.

The water in the basin reached her wrists, and Qin Yinong withdrew her gaze, lowering her head to focus on cleaning.

Guests from afar.

Tang Ruoyao wanted Qin Yinong to accompany her in the kitchen, not necessarily to make her cook, so Tang Ruoyao personally took care of the stir-frying. Although her culinary skills couldn't compare to Qin Yinong, who was on par with a chef, she could still make a few home-style dishes that were delicious and visually appealing.

"Beat an egg and mix it well."

"Pass me the salt."

"Dark soy sauce."

To prevent Qin Yinong from leaving early because she had nothing to do, Tang Ruoyao occasionally gave her instructions.

Qin Yinong followed each command with a corresponding action, occasionally appearing absent-minded, lost in her thoughts.

"Green pepper and shredded potatoes." Tang Ruoyao turned off the heat, picked up a chopstick of shredded potatoes, supported it with her hand, and brought it to Qin Yinong's lips, her gaze filled with anticipation. "Taste it, be careful, it's hot."

Qin Yin Nong looked at her, her expression difficult to decipher.

Tang Ruoyao persisted and softened her voice, acting coquettishly "Just take a bite, one bite, please?"

Qin Yin Nong's gaze wavered.

Tang Ruoyao pressed on, staring at her lips and whispered, "Ah."

Qin Yinong thought to herself: Oh, this is troublesome.

She slightly opened her mouth, and Tang Ruoyao fed her the shredded potatoes. With hopeful eyes, Tang Ruoyao asked, "How is it?"

A bit salty.

Qin Yinong made a sound of agreement and said, "It's delicious."

Then, as she wished, she saw Tang Ruoyao smile, a smile that carried a hint of relief.

Qin Yinong said, "I'll go out first."

Tang Ruoyao pouted and looked at her with a grievance, "I still have two more dishes to make."

Qin Yinong pointed to the door and said dryly, "I... have something...to do..."

Tang Ruoyao said, "Hmph."

Qin Yin Nong said, "..."

Qin Yin Nong changed her tune, "We can deal with it after finishing the meal." She was afraid of seeing Tang Ruoyao's overly bright smile, so she looked at the pot to change the subject. "The shredded potatoes will turn into a lump if they're not plated soon."

Tang Ruoyao smiled.

Tang Fei was alone in the living room. The TV was off, and he had already finished his homework. So he would occasionally glance at the kitchen and then at Guan Han, who was sitting on the sofa playing with a tablet.

"Sister Guan," Tang Fei called softly.

Guan Han looked up, expressing her question through her eyes.

She always had a cold expression on her face, which made Tang Fei a little afraid. He instinctively moved back a bit. But there was no one else here to talk to, so he gathered his courage and sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Guan Han.

Guan Han asked, "...Is there something?"

Tang Fei asked even more softly, "What's the relationship between my sister and Qin sister?"

Guan Han thought to herself: This kid has good insight.

She calmly said, "Friends."

Tang Fei's eyes clearly expressed a question: Is she not a girlfriend?

But he didn't dare to ask. Even if he asked Guan Han, she wouldn't say anything. Plus, Guan Han's gaze seemed murderous. In the end, he sighed and awkwardly sat back down.

"It's time to eat!" Tang Ruoyao opened the kitchen door and shouted.

"I'll bring the dishes!" Tang Fei quickly ran off.

Guan Han touched her own face. Was she really that scary? She was almost at the point of being able to stop a baby from crying. When would she be able to get into a relationship at this rate?

"Senior Qin, help me take off the apron." Tang Ruoyao said naturally, turning her back to her.

Qin Yinong: "..."

Tang Ruoyao tilted her head to the side. "Senior Qin?"

Qin Yinong was truly at a loss for words today.

She raised her hand, grasped the apron strings, and slowly pulled them out. Tang Ruoyao followed her movements, leaning back and getting closer to her embrace. At the same time, she turned her head to look at her, with soft affection in her eyes.

Qin Yinong's fingers tightened slightly, and the palm of her hand pressed against the small of Tang Ruoyao's back, warmth transmitting through the fabric.

Tang Ruoyao turned around, her hands hovering behind her, in a posture asking to be embraced. She lowered her voice and whispered in Qin Yinong's ear, "Senior Qin, the neckline."

With a slight tilt of her head, Qin Yinong saw Tang Ruoyao's fair earlobe, almost touching her lips, causing her breath to pause involuntarily.

She became slightly absent-minded, her heart pounding like a drum, and she instinctively parted her lips, about to lean forward to kiss...

In her peripheral vision, she caught a fleeting figure. She turned her head and saw Tang Fei covering his eyes with both hands and hurriedly running away, refusing to witness the scene.

The atmosphere was abruptly interrupted, and Tang Ruoyao naturally noticed. She bit her lower lip, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.

Indeed, it's inconvenient to have multiple children in the house.

Qin Yinong quickly took off Tang Ruoyao's apron, hung it on a clothes hook on the wall, cleared her throat, and asked, "Which dish should I bring?"

Tang Ruoyao gathered her breath and said in a firm tone, "Tang Fei, come in and bring the dishes!"

Tang Fei hurriedly entered, bowing his head and not daring to look at his sister. He swiftly and cautiously brought the dishes to the table one by one.

Tang Ruoyao turned her face and said, "Senior Qin, you go outside and wait..." She suddenly paused.

Qin Yinong hadn't had a chance to retract the smile on her face, so her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes curved, especially her eyes, which almost formed two crescent moons.

She rarely smiled like this, with such a clean and pure pleasure that carried no burden. It appeared on her face and seemed a bit unfamiliar, yet exceptionally beautiful.

Tang Ruoyao couldn't help but be stunned.

Qin Yinong noticed her gaze, lightly pursed her thin lips, and maintained her usual shallow dimpled smile. "I'll wait outside."

A thought quickly flashed through Tang Ruoyao's mind and was seized by Qin Yinong.

"Senior Qin." she called out to stop Qin Yinong's footsteps.

"Hmm?" Qin Yinong turned back, her voice gentle.

"You..." Tang Ruoyao paused for two seconds and then continued, "Are you thinking of your cousin?"

Qin Yinong's expression suddenly became elusive, but it quickly returned to normal. She replied briefly, "Yes."

"Do you have a good relationship with her?" Tang Ruoyao asked, knowing it was a useless question, but she still asked.

Qin Yinong's smile faded slightly. "Yes."

"When did she pass away?"

"A long time ago." Qin Yinong completely lost her smile, turned around, and walked away.

Suddenly, Tang Ruoyao felt a chill all over her body. She didn't know when Guan Han had appeared at the door. Guan Han gave her a familiar feeling, just like the day she asked Qin Yinong why she was so cautious about drinking. It turned out that Guan Han had looked at her with that same attacking and hostile gaze, fleeting in an instant.

Tang Ruoyao had a premonition that the two questions she had touched upon were definitely the biggest secrets in Qin Yinong's heart.

Qin Yinong might not have realized it herself. Last time when she asked about that matter, she warned herself after only a couple of questions. But this time, she answered her, although the answer might not necessarily be true and most likely another deception. However, the attitude was completely different.

All of this was the result of Tang Ruoyao's efforts during these days.

She could now clearly feel herself getting closer to Qin Yinong's heart, a heart that had been sealed layer by layer for who knows what reason and for how long.

Qin Yinong.

She silently repeated the name in her heart, staring at Qin Yinong's figure with narrowed phoenix eyes.

Qin Yinong could sense the persistent gaze on her back, becoming more and more determined, making her unsure of how to respond. Most of the time, she found herself complying with the other person's rhythm.

"Tang Fei," she deliberately ignored Tang Ruoyao's gaze and called out to the busy Tang Fei, who was running around serving dishes, spinning like a top.

Tang Fei replied, "Huh?" He looked up at her, then immediately lowered his head and whispered, "I didn't mean to. How would I know about you two..." His muttered words were unclear to Qin Yinong.

"What did you say?" Qin Yinong asked.

Tang Ruoyao pulled Tang Fei aside, brought the last dish and said, "He didn't say anything." Then she gestured to Tang Fei with her eyes, "Go wash your hands."

Tang Fei responded, "Oh," and ran off.

Tang Ruoyao asked, "Senior Qin, do you eat rice?"

Qin Yinong replied, "Just a little."

Tang Ruoyao served two small bowls of rice, one for herself and one for Qin Yinong. Guan Han didn't consider herself a guest, so she served herself a bowl and also filled a large bowl for Tang Fei. When boys were in their growth phase, they used bigger bowls than others.

Tang Ruoyao said, "Without a refrigerator, the dishes will spoil if not finished. Eat more vegetables and less rice. Tang Fei."

Tang Fei looked up.

Tang Ruoyao furrowed her brows and said in a deep voice, "Eat as much as is left, finish it all."

Tang Fei looked distressed.

Tang Ruoyao thought to herself, 'I told you not to talk so much.'

She glanced towards Qin Yinong, and Qin Yinong smiled again. Although it wasn't as pure as before, it was evident that it was a genuine smile.

Tang Ruoyao smiled along and used her untouched chopsticks to pick up a serving of stir-fried green beans for her.

Qin Yinong whispered, "Thank you."

Tang Fei glanced at his sister, then looked down at the white rice in his bowl, pursing his lips.

Suddenly, another pair of chopsticks appeared in his line of sight, followed by several pieces of chicken and then beef, potato strips, eggplant, mushrooms—one after another, all placed into his bowl. Tang Fei looked up, and the owner of the chopsticks was Tang Ruoyao.

"Thank you, sister." Tang Fei eagerly started eating.

His sister still loved him, no, she loved him even more than before.

If Tang Fei knew that Tang Ruoyao suddenly became so attentive because she wanted to see Qin Yinong smile a bit more, what would he think?

After the meal, Qin Yinong walked around the living room to aid digestion, Tang Ruoyao washed the dishes in the kitchen, and Tang Fei went to tidy up Tang Ruoyao's room. Everyone had returned home, so they definitely didn't need to stay in a hotel tonight.

It was the first time Tang Fei's sister's wife had come to their house, so Tang Fei put extra effort into cleaning—sweeping, mopping, wiping windows and tables, changing bed sheets and pillowcases. He was busy inside with great enthusiasm.

The sound of plates and utensils clinking under running water could be heard coming from the open kitchen door. Tang Fei held the freshly wrung mop and his serious figure bending over to mop the floor was particularly dedicated.

Time passed peacefully.

This was a scene she had never dreamed of, and now it was vividly playing out before her eyes.

Qin Yinong was mesmerized as she watched this scene in the living room.

After mopping, Tang Fei went to the balcony to clean the mop. As he passed by Qin Yinong, he smiled at her, revealing a mouthful of sparkling white teeth, and then he ran to the balcony like a happy little sparrow.

He was perhaps too excited, a bit reckless. When he turned a corner, he accidentally bumped into the sliding door of the balcony. He let out a yelp, too afraid to look back at Qin Yinong, and covered his face as he disappeared at the doorway.

Everyone was busy, leaving her as the only idle person, feeling out of place. Qin Yinong suddenly felt that she should do something.

She pondered and headed to the kitchen.

Tang Ruoyao was rinsing the dishes and utensils for the second time. When she saw Qin Yinong enter, she looked slightly surprised, "Senior Qin?"

Author's Note:

Mini Theater:

Qin Jiejie: What should I do?

Tang Tang: How about lending me a helping hand? [In Chinese language: Hand sounds similar to the word for "woman"]

#Today is another day where the author didn't use idioms properly#

Tang Fei: I don't need assistance; my presence itself is the best support!

Ning Ning: I think my mom has already forgotten about me. [Smiling.jpg]

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