By the banks of the Lingjin River, snowflakes drifted down like cotton, fluttering in the air. After buying an umbrella by the roadside, Chen Yang held it in one hand and wrapped his other around Qin Qiu's waist. "Honey, how are things with your grandfather?"
"My grandfather found an old friend who is now an elder in the Qin Family, a man of high status and influence. He's already agreed to help my grandfather return to the family." Qin Qiu snuggled into Chen Yang's embrace like a lazy kitten, a faint smile on her face. "We should have some definite news in a few days."
"No matter the outcome, you have to tell me immediately."
Qin Qiu nodded vigorously, glancing at Chen Yang with a hint of concern. "Chen Yang, the Qin Family's power is truly formidable." If he were to get involved, it was a real cause for concern.
