"Miss, don't talk nonsense, I didn't do anything," Qing Teng felt wronged. She hadn't done anything.
"You're still too inexperienced, learn more from now on," Qin Xue couldn't be bothered to say more to her. Slowly learn, after suffering a few losses, you'll understand.
"Chu Molin, how are we going back?" Qin Xue looked at the group, some carrying children, others carrying luggage. Are we walking back?
"Old Third will come to pick us up." Chu Molin had sent a telegram to Xiao Qi when he returned; he will come with the car.
"Xuexue, come with us, Feng and the others have come to pick us up." Qin Xue had just finished asking Chu Molin when Nangong Beiying spoke. She had just received the notification that Feng and the others are waiting at the station entrance.
"Xiao Qi is coming to pick us up, do you want to wait a bit?" Qin Xue didn't hide it from Nangong Beiying.
