บท 204: Is That A Piano?

Old Madam Ye's expression froze instantly at Little One's words. She lowered her gaze slightly, seeing Little One bowing her head cautiously, as if afraid that her question might trouble her grandmother.

Qin Sui'an pursed her lips and unconsciously interlocked her small hands, fiddling with her tiny fingers. She took a deep breath and whispered again, "Grandma, let's just pretend Ann didn't ask. Ann didn't ask."

Upon hearing Little One's question, Old Madam Ye's first reaction was that she might have been too careless in managing her expressions, allowing Little One to have such a misconception. Yes, she didn't dislike Qin Haochen, her daughter's husband, her granddaughter's father, her son-in-law. But her daughter had been lying in bed for three years, her life hanging by a thread, and yet the Qin family seemed to have suffered no major blows. She couldn't bring herself to show a friendly face to any member of the Qin family.