But who knew...
"So who do you like?"
As the words left her mouth again, the dining room immediately fell silent.
Qin Guozhong coughed lightly twice to curb his wife's curiosity, unable to resist speaking, "Yanyan, since you're going on a trip tomorrow, hurry up and finish eating, then go and see if there's anything special you need to take, so you won't forget anything in the rush tomorrow morning."
Even though she didn't get the answer she was hoping for, Zhuang Yanyan felt a bit disappointed. However, the thought that with them gone, her grandson and Jinglei could be alone cheered her up. Isn't there a saying––'the pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first'? No matter how long she's known that senior, her grandson actually has the biggest advantage, doesn't he?
