Qin Moxi felt that this was not the Fu Sinian she knew; when had this man ever said such things to her?

She used to rack her brains trying to get Fu Sinian’s attention, employing every possible tactic, but to no avail—he simply ignored her and would always put on a "I’m the elder, you must heed your elder’s teachings" demeanor to lecture her.

Has he become unruly since brother left?

"Fu Sinian, you old man, get off me!"

"Old man, huh?" "Am I old?"

It seemed this question really bothered him, and he stared at Qin Moxi, waiting for her answer!

"Anyone older than me is old!"

That answer was quite clever.

"You..." Qin Moxi looked at Fu Sinian in astonishment.

Where’s the promised gentleman, the promised elegance?

"I think you might have some misunderstandings about older men; let’s clear them up today."

"Clear them up then, let’s clear them up!"

Fu Sinian looked at Qin Moxi’s flushed cheeks, feeling particularly happy; he finally understood why other women didn’t interest him—it seemed the only one who attracted him was this mischievous little girl, Qin Moxi!

"Let go!" Moxi hurriedly shouted these two words.

"Don’t like it?" Fu Sinian stood up with Qin Moxi.

This joke was too much; she couldn’t keep up!

Round and round, they ended up back at the original problem, causing Fu Sinian to feel a bit defeated for not being able to divert Qin Moxi’s attention, becoming slightly annoyed. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"You said it." His expression was serious, not as if pretending.

Well, let’s go for it; if it can bring Fu Sinian back from his wayward path, it’s worth it.

Fu Sinian leaned against the filing cabinet, reminiscing about Qin Moxi’s scent.

Qin Mobai, looks like we’re really going to be relatives.