Watching Xia Shi's face turn expressionless and walk away, Qin Zhan strolled up to Bi Xia, hands in his pockets. Considering Bi Xia's status, he could only sling an arm around Bi Xia's shoulder like a buddy. His eyes glimmered with a smile, "Naughty."
Bi Xia shrugged, "Blame me then~"
Bi Xia looked at Qin Zhan, "By the way, are you coming to the ribbon-cutting ceremony tomorrow?"
Hearing Bi Xia's words, Qin Zhan paused, giving him a meaningful smile, "Take a guess."
Guess, guess, guess, guess. Guess what!?
Bi Xia rolled his eyes, "Go, go, go, go find your little girl at home."
Qin Zhan smiled, and while no one was looking, he leaned over and kissed the boy's cheek, then pinched his cheek, "Look, isn't this my little girl?"
Bi Xia: ...Scoundrel!
