Qin Shu was stunned by the man's actions. Then, she heard the old man on the right speak about something. She turned her head and saw a white-haired old lady. She was about 60 years old and looked amiable.
Sitting beside her was an old man of about the same age. He was just sitting quietly by the side, holding a thermos cup in his hand.
It was easy to tell that they were an old couple.
The old lady said again, "They all like you, right? No matter which one you choose, it won't be wrong."
Qin Shu smiled. In the old lady's eyes, she was just embarrassed.
Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at the old lady. His gaze was on the girl and Han Xiao in front of him. Han Xiao was looking at him too. Their gazes met, and sparks flew. No one would admit defeat.
After a while, he retracted his gaze and said softly: "I asked someone to prepare warm milk, let's go and get it now."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
