Yan Xiaye forced a smile, her lips curling with insincerity, and said softly, using retreat to advance: "Qin Jingyi, you're right. It's indeed better for the Qin Family to be handed over to you."
Her tactfulness left Qin Jingyi momentarily stunned, and he looked at her with suspicion, pondering what other tricks she might have up her sleeve.
After Yan Xiaye finished speaking, she merely gave a light smile and lowered her eyes, no longer looking at him.
Seeing her behaving so well and sensible, Qin Lao sighed silently and personally picked some food for her: "Xiaye, don't pay attention to that bastard. These dishes are probably all your favorites. Eat more, it's been a tough month for you."
"Thank you, Dad."
Yan Xiaye smiled calmly and warmly, slowly eating up all the food Qin Lao had given her, and then used the communal chopsticks to pick some for Qin Lao.
