Jian Shichu shook his head: "Doesn't the old saying go that even a wise judge can't resolve family matters? The Xue family's personal affairs are something we can't really help with. If there's any need for assistance, Xue Ling will naturally speak up."
"Hmm," Ye Qingci nodded, "That's good then."
With Jian Shichu and his group of brothers around, there's no way Xue Ling would suffer any loss.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingci felt relieved.
The little guy snuggled against Jian Shichu's shoulder, quietly listening to the conversation between Jian Shichu and Ye Qingci, without causing any trouble.
The little guy had always been like this since he was young; if adults talked around him, he would open his big eyes and listen obediently, never crying or making a fuss, as if he could understand.
