Qin Yu thought, although he and his sister weren't the Qin family's biological children, their adoptive father had been kind to them, and he couldn't make things difficult for him.
Thus, as long as Qin Qiu wasn't too excessive, he wouldn't quibble with her.
"sis, I also found that Qin Qiu seems a bit different from before." Qin Jiale thought about the time when they were getting off the train and preparing to go to the bus station; the words and tone Qin Qiu used had made him feel uncomfortable.
"Kid, don't meddle in adults' affairs." Qin Xue patted her sister's head with her hand.
"Sis, I am not a kid anymore, you guys need to stop patting my head.
Besides, you aren't much older than me, so why am I the kid and you guys are the adults?" Qin Jiale said discontentedly, expressing her inner frustration—it was only a three-year age difference.
But every time they said this, she felt like she was indeed very young; how could she not be frustrated?