Lu Qianqian did not blush, and pinched Lin Mu'an on the hip. "I don't need that!"
"I guess you've regained your usual spunk." Lin Mu'an moved aside and replied. "I know you. Your body is honest even if your mouth says otherwise!"
"Bleh!"
"Aren't you the scandalous one last night, holding my hand and would not sleep otherwise?"
Lu Qianqian did a double take before retorting, "I thought it was Dad. So you're actually that old, Lin Mu'an."
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. There's still a bunch of people surrounding your mother." Lin Mu'an quickly clapped her on the shoulder.
Still, the truth was that it had not been easy to joke around with Lu Qianqian, and he was afraid she would remember her father again in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, Lu Qianqian's uncles were being relentless downstairs.
