Qin Lang looked at his mother and nodded, "Mm."
"Do you think they might... have something to do with Jing'er?"
"...Jing'er is mine." Qin Lang said.
Mrs. Qin said, "I know. But Lang, if... if Jing'er has any connection to the Cheng family, I think... we better not provoke them."
If it were someone else, it would be fine!
The Cheng family, she always felt they couldn't afford to offend.
Qin Lang looked at his mother and said, "Mom, I'll handle this matter."
He had the servant push him back to the room, where Wu Jing was coaxing the child.
Under the light, her appearance looked especially gentle, which reminded him of last April when they met...
They were both people who had died once, and now he just wanted to keep her by his side.
Wu Jing looked up and saw Qin Lang standing by the door, "You're back!"
She walked over and pushed him into the room.
Qin Lang looked at her, "Jing'er..."
Wu Jing said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
