After delivering the thanksgiving gift, Bai Qiao walked to the front of the bonfire beside the team.
"So, does Yining like it? Why didn't he come over?"
Just as she sat down on a tree stump, her mother asked, and the uncles and brothers around also looked at her one after another.
Her eldest brother Bai Kui, who doted on her the most, clapped his hands with pride and said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao's craftsmanship is so good, the Inspector will definitely like it!"
This group of family members who had spoiled her since childhood sat around the bonfire, their superior genes illuminated by the firelight, with a surge of deep concern and anticipation in their eyes.
Being stared at by all of them, Bai Qiao felt a bit heavy-hearted. She remembered Yining's absent-minded look when she delivered the gift, and couldn't help but want to cry.
She was about to disappoint her mother; for the first time in her life…
