Wenyi Han seemed startled, and the bowl and chopsticks in her hands trembled.
He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's no trouble at all..."
Qu Chaowu raised his eyes and said, "They don't mind the trouble, Third Sister, you're being nosy."
Qu Chaowu's third sister snorted coldly. This younger brother was really a worry. She turned to Wen Yihan with a kind smile and said, "How can I let you do these things? Put them in the kitchen. The nanny will clean them up when she comes over."
She had heard from Wenyi Han that the girl had once saved her younger brother, but he didn't appreciate it...
If that young girl weren't truly destitute, she wouldn't have sought refuge with the Qu family...
They arrived safely and properly; how can you bully them?
She can't even let that young girl wash the dishes...
While secretly observing Qu Chaowu's expression, Wen Yihan said, "No need, no need, as a junior, this little bit of work is nothing..."
Qu Chaowu's gaze finally fell on her. Wen Yihan was overjoyed, thinking that this trick would work. But who knew that Qu Chaowu would say next, "Be careful when washing dishes. I don't know if you've ever done this at home before, but your family must have a lot of dishes."
Wenyi Han's expression suddenly turned sour.
She understood what Qu Chaowu meant. She had volunteered to wash the dishes before, but ultimately, she had never done it before and had slipped and fallen quite a few times in the kitchen...
Qu Chaowu's third sister stopped glaring at her brother and instead looked at Wen Yihan with a strange expression...
Wenyi Han forced a smile and said, "I'll go pack, it'll be quick. Before, I wasn't used to it... I'm so clumsy..."
What could Qu Chaowu's third sister say? She simply waved her hand.
After Wenyi Han went into the kitchen, she sidled up to Qu Chaowu and whispered, "Chaowu, what's going on? Why do you seem to dislike this child?"
Logically speaking, Wenyi Han is her brother's wife's niece, and given her brother's unwavering affection for his wife over the past ten years, she should also extend that affection to her.
But why did it have to be this way?
She felt her intuition was right...
Qu Chaowu put down the newspaper in his hand, and his attitude towards his third sister was naturally very gentle. He said, "Have you really looked at her hands?"
Qu Chaowu's third sister paused for a moment, then, for some reason, walked into the kitchen. Wenyi Han was finishing up, wiping the dishes dry with a cloth. Qu Chaowu's third sister had some doubts about what her brother had said, but after she finished, she took Wenyi Han's hand with concern and said, "You've worked so hard. My brother is so old and still so immature, making you, a young girl, take care of him..."
That's what she said, but when she touched Wenyi Han's hands, she was a little stunned, because these hands were clearly not the kind of hands that did rough work; the fingers were delicate, with only some calluses in some places...
Qu Chaowu's third sister was familiar with this type of scissors; they were often made from wooden scissors.
She was startled, but she didn't show it on her face. She still looked as distressed as ever, while complaining to Wenyi Han about Qu Chaowu...
Wenyi Han naturally couldn't go along with what she said, so she sighed and asked with some grievance, "Does my uncle not like me? It was the same last time, when he questioned me along with others, and it's been the same since he came to our house. I, I..."
Qu Chaowu's third sister suppressed her own thoughts and used the same words she had used before to persuade her, then said, "Don't worry about him, that's just his personality, he treats us the same way."
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