Past midnight, Mr. Dong's home was still exceptionally lively.
Qiu Zi stayed close to Yin Tianshen, you could say she didn't leave his side. This was a world she had never set foot in before, and a slight misstep could result in her being shattered to pieces.
She had the feeling that Mr. Dong's gaze was still sweeping over her from time to time. Especially now, that gaze made Qiu Zi feel entirely uncomfortable.
A figure blocked the view in front of her, shielding her from Mr. Dong's faint gaze.
"I want to go home, could you..." Qiu Zi asked in a low voice.
"Okay." Yin Tianshen replied in a deep voice, putting his arm around her shoulder again, and turned to look at Mr. Dong beside them, "Mr. Dong, she's a bit tired, I'll take her home."
Mr. Dong smiled faintly and nodded, standing up graciously and said to Qiu Zi, "Sister-in-law, come play often! From now on, we are family."
Qiu Zi forced a smile, but inside, she cursed Mr. Dong's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.
