It was a hot day, devoid of any coverage at the door.
After cheerful greetings, Feng Qingxue walked right in.
Qi Gang and Chen Ju were taken aback momentarily but quickly stood up, "Qingxue, what brings you here?"
Instead of answering Qi Gang's question, Feng Qingxue simply smiled.
"My son Xibao caused some trouble and scratched little Qi Xiang's face. After learning what happened, I brought some twisted doughnuts as an apology!" Raising her jade-like wrist, she flashed a bag full of doughnuts. These were the same doughnuts Xibao usually gave out. However, the bag was a net bag this time rather than a cloth one, clearly displaying the crispy golden-brown doughnuts inside.
Qi Xiang noticed the doughnuts right away and jumped up, allowing Feng Qingxue to get a good look at his face.