Meanwhile, from the corner of his eye, Lin Qingze caught the scene and was so angry he felt like cursing up a storm.
Yet at this moment he was "wearing the mantle of guilt," and before he could even react, he was subdued by Lin Chuxia's fierce gaze—
"Brother, what are you doing? Sit down for me."
Lin Qingze: "..."
...Damn!
Gu Yuheng glanced at Lin Qingze, who wore a look of stifled grievance, then lowered his eyes to hide the amusement at the bottom of them.
His little girl was just too adorable.
Lin Chuxia's voice hadn't been very loud just now, but her words carried an impassioned seriousness and depth that brooked no refusal.
Although it seemed that Lin Chuxia usually feared her brother Lin Qingze, in truth, Lin Qingze possessed a bit of a sister complex. Whenever Chuxia got serious or lost her temper, he would end up being the one to relent and compromise under pressure.
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