They had such beautiful thoughts, but as dreams are beautiful, reality is only left with bones. When such calculations were in mind originally, they must bear the consequences now.
Jian Zhiqing reached out and ruffled Qin Xiangnuan's hair.
"You might have to step in after all, but regarding the Bai Family, are you going to give them face?"
"Yeah, tell me," Qin Xiangnuan wanted to hear Jian Zhiqing's opinion, "What constitutes giving face to the Bai Family, and what doesn't?"
Jian Zhiqing poured himself a glass of water, held it to his lips, and took a light sip, "Your tea-making skills have really improved."
Qin Xiangnuan shrugged, "It's just water boiled in a kettle. I'm even better at making instant noodles; I can give you as much noodle soup as you want."
Jian Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh out loud, then he put on a serious face and lectured, "This is a very serious issue, Qin Xiangnuan agrees, straighten up, we are going to discuss something important."
