Her back stiffened; it's inevitable to feel guilty after doing something bad, truly such a guilty conscience!
Of course, since Zhuang Yanyan dared to do it, she could naturally deny it perfectly and cleanly!
Turning her head, Zhuang Yanyan smiled, "What's the matter, grandson."
Qin Guozhong glanced sideways at his wife, who showed no sign of blushing while lying through her teeth, fully admiring her from the bottom of his heart!
Looking at the two standing in the middle of the stairs, Qin Feimo's dark eyes lingered on her face for about five seconds before he slightly parted his thin lips, "What's with the sofa?"
Zhuang Yanyan had an innocent and clueless look, "What's wrong with the sofa?"
Qin Feimo's dark eyes slightly knitted; it seemed this grandma planned to deny everything to death.
"It's cut up and completely soaked with water."
Predictably, Zhuang Yanyan certainly wouldn't be surprised, but to stay uninvolved, she had to put on a show!
"What? The sofa is ruined!?"
