After dinner, Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi went to wash the dishes. Nowadays, Qin Yuhan was becoming more and more like a good wife and a dutiful daughter-in-law. Of course, before heading to the kitchen, she gave Wu Tian a look—the kind of look one had to interpret for themselves.
Wu Tian knew what she was trying to express. Don't speak recklessly when it's just the two of you left.
In the living room, it wasn't just the two of them; the little one was there as well. However, Qin Yuhan believed her daughter was too young and innocent—the pure, naive kind who understood nothing.
Only Wu Tian knew this daughter of his wasn't so simple. She's a wolf in sheep's clothing.
