Su Yayan smiled as well. "My mother thinks that newborn babies are all the same. Since they are hard to tell apart, their clothes can be mixed together. When my brother was young, my mother even bought him a dress to wear!"
Brother Su, whose dark history had been dug out, "…" Can you not talk about such an embarrassing matter? Don't I want my face?
When Qin Xueru heard Su Yayan's words, she tried to imagine how Su Yuxuan would look in a dress and was amused once again.
"Alright, I'll call them later to thank them."
"Sure." Su Yayan helped Qin Xueru into the hall. She looked around and asked softly, "Where's Grandpa? Why don't I see him?"
"He's fishing in the backyard. I heard him arguing with his old friends in the backyard just now. I heard from the servants nearby that they were almost fighting."
