"I did," Qin Ye said coldly.
Old Sir Qin: ...?
What should I do if I suddenly feel like throwing up?
Rong Yan: ...
Although it wasn’t real, Rong Yan couldn’t help but think of Li Juan’s mother smeared with chicken feces... She felt like vomiting too. "Grandpa, the cucumbers weren’t fertilized, my older brother meant watering," the kind girl spoke the truth.
Old Sir Qin: ...
He had read quite a few books; how did he not know that applying and watering meant the same thing?
However, these really weren’t important.
After all, not only had he eaten them last night, Mrs. Sun and the others had eaten them together.
There were quite a few people out enjoying the cool of the evening in the alley.
As they walked together, this family really did attract attention, especially since they were such a good-looking bunch.
This was also the first time Li Juan saw Qin Ye. Without a doubt, this man had to be Rong Yan’s husband, and unexpectedly, he was quite handsome.
Originally, she had some doubts about the relationship between Rong Yan and the Qin Family, but now seeing Old Sir Qin walking with them, she gave up her last sliver of hope.
Rong Yan really had married Old Sir Qin’s grandson who had been cast out... It seemed this woman was quite lucky.
Tucking away those slightly fluctuating thoughts, she approached Old Sir Qin and his group.
She put on a particularly charming smile that carried a touch of warmth, "Hello, Grandpa Qin!"
The saying goes, the hand does not strike the smiling face... but that is for other people, Old Sir Qin has hated evil all his life.
He had no kind face for those who troubled his granddaughter-in-law.
"Did you trouble my granddaughter-in-law for that Ming girl?"
Li Juan’s smile froze on her face, she never expected Old Sir Qin to ask her directly, and for a moment she was stunned... her heart even more panicked.
Rong Yan raised an eyebrow: ...
Wow! Old Sir Qin’s character really suited her taste.
Qin Ye’s cold gaze instantly swept toward Li Juan.
Feeling this icy stare, a chill immediately crawled up her spine.
She had never seen a man’s gaze so terrifying, as if she were being targeted by a vicious wolf.
She didn’t dare to make eye contact.
"Young girl, one must know how to discern right from wrong and learn to see the world with one’s own eyes rather than jumping at every rumor. Now, please, step aside." For a man of his age, these were already harsh words to a young girl.
That was enough, saying more would be inappropriate.
Li Juan’s face turned red and then pale. Hearing Old Sir Qin telling her to move aside, she subconsciously shifted to the side.
Then she watched, wide-eyed, as Rong Yan, her group, and Old Sir Qin walked by as if she didn’t exist.
What embarrassed her the most was that Rong Yan didn’t even glance her way with the corner of her eye... yet made her feel humiliated.
Was this woman mocking her? Or was she disdainful?
Her fists clenched tightly... For the first time in her life, she felt profound distress.
This distress, tinged with humiliation, was even more embarrassing than yesterday.
Her eyes fixated on their silhouettes... Rong Yan, she would remember this woman.
Of course, Rong Yan felt the hostility from behind as if needles were on her back, knowing who was glaring at her with resentment... Naturally, for her, this was just child’s play; she really didn’t care.
The group continued walking, but they didn’t yet leave the mouth of the alley.

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