Cold War (3)
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Qin Yi smiled faintly, as if she didn't see Yun Huan and the others whispering, and walked to them naturally.
"Yiyi, what's the matter?" Qin Hanmo asked, rubbing his nose.
"Nothing, I'm hungry."
She was indeed a little hungry, but she didn't look at them when she spoke.
Yun Huan had a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This daughter-in-law was too stubborn, which was both a good and a bad thing.
"It is indeed time to eat. What do you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you," Qin Mian offered, standing up. The word 'dad' seemed to be stuck in his throat but in the end, he couldn't say it.
Qin Yi walked straight to the kitchen indifferently, refusing, "No need, I'll prepare today's meal."
Qin Mian was taken aback, his sharp phoenix eyes suddenly turning gentle. "Alright."
Yun Huan's eyes lit up as he stood up and smiled, "Qiqi, I'll help you."