Madam Qin's face burned with humiliation.
She could feel the stares from every direction inside the coffee shop, but what humiliated her most was not the attention—it was Grandfather Ji's unmistakable defense of Lin Hui.
Without another word, she grabbed Qin Xue by the arm.
"Mother—"
"We're leaving."
"Wait—"
Madam Qin refused to listen. She practically dragged her daughter toward the exit before storming out of the coffee shop.
Qin Xue barely managed to glance over her shoulder.
Her eyes found Lin Hui.
There was apology in them, along with embarrassment and something he could not quite decipher.
Then the door closed behind them.
Grandfather Ji stared after Madam Qin in utter disbelief.
"That woman—"
He immediately started toward the entrance.
Lin Hui caught his arm.
"Grandfather Ji."
"I ought to drag her back in here and make her apologize to you properly."
"It's fine, Grandfather Ji."
"Fine?"
Grandfather Ji turned sharply. Anger still showed on his face.
