Before Qingtian could react to what Mrs. Ye meant, Mr. Cen was already unhappy.

"What do you mean? This is a gift Qingtian bought for me. Why would I ask someone else for it?"

Mrs. Ye hurriedly said, “Grandfather, you don’t know that this Linglong Pavilion is Young Master Qin’s shop.

"Young Master Qin had taken Qingtian there before, and her pocket watch was a gift from him.

"The things in the Linglong Pavilion are all valuable Western items, how could she afford them?

"Young Master Qin definitely didn't take the money, or he told the shopkeeper that if you go to buy something, he won't charge, right?"

After the last two sentences, Mrs. Ye turned around and questioned Qingtian.

She was really anxious at this moment.

Ever since Old Cen reminded her before that Qin Hexuan and Qingtian are different in gender, even if the two children get along well together, Qingtian cannot always be put behind others in their family.

She actually thought about it more deeply.

The two children are not only different in gender, but also in family background.

She had already started to avoid suspicion as much as possible and no longer allowed Qingtian to go and play with Young Master Qin.

Who would have thought that Mr. Wei would take the initiative to accept Qingtian as his disciple.

Mrs. Ye thought about it again and again and decided that she couldn't miss such a good opportunity just to avoid suspicion.

But before Qingtian went to the Qin Mansion to study, she repeatedly reminded the child.

Now that my parents have made a lot of money, if there is anything you need to buy or want, just go home and tell them. Never accept anything from Young Master Qin anymore.

But now Qingtian suddenly took out such a strange Western product, which looked not cheap.

Seeing Qingtian remained silent, Sister Ye became increasingly anxious and said, "Qingtian, didn't Mother tell you to tell Mother when you get home what you want to buy, and not to ask for other people's valuables casually?"

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Qingtian, wanting to have a good talk with the child.

"Mom, I didn't..." Qingtian cried, and was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly and shrank into Mr. Cen's arms.

Without waiting for Qingtian to explain, Elder Cen hugged the child distressedly and said unhappily to Sister Ye, "What are you doing? I haven't even eaten my birthday yet, and you're scolding the child in front of me? You're deliberately trying to prevent me from enjoying this meal, aren't you?"

"Grandfather, that's not what I meant." Mrs. Ye said helplessly, "I was teaching Qingtian not to do such a thing.

"I know you love your child, but you can't dote on him like this, or he'll be spoiled!"

"How could I have spoiled my child?" Elder Cen became even more anxious when he heard this. "I..."

Meng Yu, who was standing aside, didn't understand why Mrs. Ye scolded Qingtian at first.

Seeing that Mr. Cen was about to quarrel with Mrs. Ye again, he quickly said, "Madam You, these glasses were really bought by Miss Qingtian herself.

"The owner of Linglong Pavilion just gave me some discounts as a favor.

"Really? It cost a total of fifteen taels of silver!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Ye became even more anxious.

"Where did she get the fifteen taels of silver?"

"This..." Meng Yu couldn't answer this time.

But when I think back to what I poured out of my purse on a sunny day, all it was were silver barley grains with auspicious words printed on them...

Before the New Year, Mr. Cen asked him to go to the money shop to exchange a small box!

Thinking of this, Meng Yu immediately looked up at Mr. Cen.

"Old man, did you give Miss Qingtian some silver and barley in private?"

"Yes, I gave it to him. What's the problem?" Elder Cen raised his chin. "It's New Year or other festivals. Can't I give the child some silver?"

Once he knew that Qingtian had bought these glasses with the silver he had given him, Mr. Cen felt even more justified.

There is no problem celebrating the New Year.

But in fact, there is still some water in this festival.

After all, Mr. Cen always took into account the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the second day of the second lunar month, the third day of the third lunar month and even the solar terms.

Every time he would find an opportunity to give Qingtian a few silver coins, and would not let her tell Boss Ye and Sister Ye.

As for Qingtian's daily food, clothing and other expenses, Mr. Cen had even thought about everything before Mrs. Ye, and he had never lacked or suffered from anything.

So there is usually nothing to spend money on during sunny days.

She put the silver coins given by Mr. Cen together with the New Year's money she received, and never mentioned it to Mrs. Ye.

Only then did Mrs. Ye realize that she had wronged her daughter.

Looking at Qingtian hiding in Mr. Cen's arms and crying, Mrs. Ye suddenly felt extremely regretful.

"Sunny, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you without asking clearly."

Mrs. Ye reached out to hug Qingtian, but Qingtian did not jump into her arms immediately as she did in the past.

Not only that, Qingtian subconsciously retracted his hand, and then carefully came out of Mr. Cen's arms.

When Mrs. Ye saw this little action, she felt her heart was broken.

"Qingtian, it's all my fault. I apologize to you.

"Mom is just worried that you are still young and might do something wrong without even realizing it.

"I promise I won't do that again. No matter what happens, I'll always believe you and listen to your explanation, okay?"

After hearing what Mrs. Ye said, Qing Tian finally threw herself into her arms and burst into tears.

The child had only dared to shed tears silently before, but now he really cried.

"Mom, I remember everything you said to me.

"I have always been very obedient."

Qingtian said with sobs.

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