Chen Nan and Shi'er employed Qinggong to take a shortcut, arriving much faster than Qin Yixuan's car.
Upon returning home, the first thing Chen Nan did was close the large iron gate with its peephole, before heading into the house.
Inside the living room, the beauties of the household were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, restless and uneasy until Chen Nan and Shi'er walked through the door, upon which they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Idiot, did you find Xinya?"
Observing the girl's worried expression, Chen Nan rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Who is your cousin? Is there anything I can't handle?"
"Narcissist." Su Qingqing puffed her cheeks and rubbed her head with an unsatisfied look, "Why do all of you like to pat my head? You've messed up my hair."
Chen Nan helplessly shrugged, "I learned it from sister Yixuan."
Su Yixuan had an innocent face, laughing as she said, "When you were little, you used to ask me to do that, you just got used to it."
