"This is what is called 'when the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will follow', it's hereditary!"
"Pfft—" Qu Qingge's giggling interrupted the father and son's staring contest.
She was already over thirty, with two adorable daughters and a precious son, adding a touch of mature charm to her demeanor without losing purity and lightness.
Qu Qingge took Xia Weiyi's hand and chuckled lightly, "Yiyi, don't laugh at them. These two, father and son, they bicker every three days and have a big fight every five days. I'm used to it now; let's not bother with them."
Then, she turned towards Ye Che, "Oh yes, now that you are in England, just enjoy yourself for a while. Also, take the chance to oversee Yedi's branch here, and when it's time, we'll go back to A City together."
Ye Che had this intention too and nodded as a sign of agreement.
......
The dinner was hosted by Wen Qiyang at the most luxurious hotel in London as a welcome treat for Ye Che and Xia Weiyi.
