Bai Xue, of course, was unwilling to leave. No matter how Ye Qian tried to persuade her, it was useless. She just sat right down on the kang bed. Ye Qian helplessly looked at her father. Ye He Ping suppressed his anger, waved his hand, and said, "Let her be."
Ye Ling gave Ye Qian a meaningful glance, making Ye Qian feel as if her thoughts were seen through, feeling guilty, and she avoided Ye Ling's gaze. She was indeed feeling guilty because if she truly wanted to leave, she could naturally persuade her mother. In truth, she didn't want to leave either; she wanted to see what Ye Ling and her party were up to so early in the morning.
However, Ye Ling was unwilling to entertain Ye Qian's little schemes. "Dad, then I'll cook. What ingredients does the house have?"
"There's nothing, I'll go buy some. You and Shen Bin sit down," Ye He Ping said awkwardly as he mentioned it, his old face filled with embarrassment. Since he was alone, the kitchen had almost never been used.
