Qin Feimo looked at his wife, his gaze shifting from her face to Qin Sijue on the sofa.
He knew what he was angry about.
"Why bother persuading?"
Having said that, Qin Feimo also sat down.
The two brothers each struck a pose, holding a magazine in their own way.
For Qin Feimo, it wasn't wrong for Qin Sijue to be angry. Perhaps it was good to dampen Grandfather's sharpness.
Back then, he had been too indecisive. Now, he fully supported his cousin's approach.
Feng Jinglei looked at the two brothers, her face blank...
These brothers really were...
At that moment, Uncle Qin walked over.
Since it was the old lady's birthday banquet, Uncle Qin, who had been with the Qin family for decades, naturally came as well.
He came over with a beaming smile, and looking at Qin Feimo on the sofa and Feng Jinglei standing by, he said, "Eldest Young Master, Young Mistress, the Old Master and the Old Mistress are asking for you."
