Tang Xueli was, of course, very pleased and immediately agreed.
Soon, Qin Qi arrived at the manor under the guidance of the dedicated car driver.
Jiang Lin was waiting in the bedroom.
Today, as always, she was wearing a cheongsam, sitting gracefully on the sofa with a cup of cold tea in front of her.
Seeing Qin Qi come over, Jiang Lin's eyes sparkled like water, and she spoke softly, "You all may leave, Qin Qi, have a seat!"
Qin Qi plopped down next to Jiang Lin, "Aunt Jiang, what do you want to talk about?"
Looking at Qin Qi's teasing expression, Jiang Lin unconsciously clamped her legs tighter. For some reason, a wave of heat suddenly swept through her body.
She couldn't understand.
Just sitting next to Qin Qi, she recalled the scene when Qin Qi made her soar to the sky. Emptiness, loneliness, a mix of emotions suddenly surged up.
