29. Gentle words can still drive one mad (2)
“Since Eight w.a.n.g Ye is not intending to have a brief stay, then at least allow this subject to inform the servants to prepare some good wine and dishes&h.e.l.lip;” Qu JiangLin changed his tactics again.
“Does Father-in-law wish so much for Benw.a.n.g to stay?”
“Eight w.a.n.g Ye thinks too much, this subject did not mean anything. ” Immediately, Qu JiangLin could hear the underlying meaning behind Mo LianCheng’s words, his heart jumping in shock as he managed to reply in time.
“Is it Ben w.a.n.g that thinks too much, or Father-in-Law that is too nervous?” Mo LianCheng smiled indifferently, his tone even and calm.
“That, That&h.e.l.lip;” Qu JiangLin’s had a head of cold sweat, speechless against the other but when his line of sight lands on Qu Tan-er, immediately had another idea formed: “Qu Tan-er has never stepped past the main door and since she’s back now, perhaps Eight w.a.n.g Ye may allow this young girl to stay home for a few days? This subject worries that she would not be able to get used to the sudden change of environment, so&h.e.l.lip;”
“Ho, is that so?”
“Hoping for Eight w.a.n.g Ye’s consideration, this subject has always been fond of this daughter and thus wish to share more words with her.”
“What about your thoughts?” Mo LianCheng’s gaze s.h.i.+fted, turned towards Qu Tan-er questioningly.
“Asking me?” Qu Tan-er’s lips twitched, her heart carrying a hint of gloominess. These two men, whether or not it is fighting in the open or secretly, if they wish to fight then fight so why did the topic turn towards her and drag her into the fight.
“Precisely asking you.” Mo LianCheng quipped.
“Shall listen to Fath&h.e.l.lip;. No, Big Mada&h.e.l.lip;. No, everything shall follow Eight w.a.n.g Ye’s decision.” Qu Tan-er considered a moment before answering him, sight turned to Qu JiangLin. Halfway through, as if there was a sudden wrong, she turns her eyes towards Big Madam and uttered, yet it remains unfinished as she hesitated, unsure and uncertain. At last her gaze lands on Mo LianCheng’s face and ultimately found an answer, thus finis.h.i.+ng her words.
Look ah, how much she knew to observe people’s faces to give face. When the last sentenced is finished, everybody’s faced changed properly, once again proving that her previous decision was correct.
“Does Tan-er not want to accompany Father more? Afterall&h.e.l.lip;”
“Don’t want to.”
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(SleepyOWL) TL Note: Gotten busy so fast lol. Thanks for everybody’s comments! Hopefully I’ll be able to get the other half of this chapter done soon—