Zhao Churan hurriedly and nervously grabbed Ye Qiu's hand.
“Girl, take good care of your grandfather. I’m in Qianzhou, I won’t be going anywhere, I’ll come to see you whenever I have time.”
Ye Qiu said softly.
"Then you can't lie to me, don't leave me again, I'm scared."
Zhao Churan pouted, on the verge of tears.
"good."
Ye Qiu cupped Zhao Churan's delicate face and gently kissed her.
No other words are needed; a kiss is a promise.
Zhao Churan smiled instantly and whispered in Ye Qiu's ear, "Brother Ye Qiu, don't get too close to Third Senior Sister, or Churan will get jealous."
"They're gone."
Ye Qiu smiled, waved, and left the Zhao family.
Murong Qingcheng was waiting at the door.
Seeing Ye Qiu come out, she naturally reached out and took his arm, smiling as she said, "You little rascal, didn't get anything out of him, did you? I should know what Old Man Zhao knows, but he might not know what I know."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu was overjoyed and excitedly grabbed Murong Qingcheng's arm: "Third Senior Sister, what do you know? Tell me quickly."
"Ouch, you little rascal, you're hurting me! You're in such a hurry, can't we go home and talk about it?"
Murong Qingcheng glared fiercely at Ye Qiu.
"Third Senior Sister is absolutely right. I was too hasty. Let's go home."
"You pinched me so hard I can't walk, carry me on your back."
"I grabbed your arm, not your leg. Does Third Senior Sister walk on her arms?"
"I don't care, if you don't carry me, I won't go back."
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