"Don't worry, little wife. I'll handle the rest."
The man added with a smile.
Qin Xin's face flushed slightly.
She wasn't worried at all. It sounded like she was competing with her sister for affection.
Upon arriving at the school, she got out of the car first. Nalan Ye Jue rolled down the window: "When you come back tonight, do you still want fish soup?"
Qin Xin: "Either is fine."
It's strange, she usually gets tired of one type of food quickly.
But she never got tired of the fish soup made by Mr. Nalan himself.
Nalan Ye Jue: "Or do you want something different for a change?"
It was just a normal question, but the man had a half-smile, and inexplicably, she blushed again: "No... need."
She hurried away towards the school path as if escaping.
Nalan Ye Jue kept a smile on his lips, watching the shy little figure, as she walked into the academic building.
The smile on his lips lingered for a while before it gradually faded.
