Qin Liuxi said he was moving out with a smile, not a hint of anger in his voice, yet everyone, especially the younger generation, felt a chill down their spine.
Song Yuqing clutched her sister, almost shrinking back, not daring to breathe.
Qin Mingyue initially quite pleased, but seeing her grandmother speaking harshly, was also frightened stiff.
Seeing Old Mrs. Qin speaking harshly, Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xie stepped forward to take the blame: "Mother, please calm your anger."
Old Mrs. Qin had a stern face.
Upon seeing this, the old maid smiled and stepped forward, saying, "Old Lady, please don't speak such ominous words, the grandmother still hopes to bring the young master to kowtow and pay respects to you in the future."
Old Mrs. Qin's expression slightly cleared upon hearing her mention the younger daughter and future grandson.
The old maid bowed to Qin Liuxi and said, "This must be the eldest young miss, this old servant offers her respects to you."
