"What's the matter?"
"During the New Year, can we invite Tang Yu and Master Zhang to our home? Don't we only have this one sister? They both don't have any family..."
Emperor Quan's expression cooled as he pursed his lips.
Zhan Se knew she still had misunderstandings about those two, so he hurriedly explained with an apologetic smile, "Look at what you did to Master Zhang; he didn't blame you, right? Shouldn't you soften your stance a bit? And Tang Yu, she did some wrong in the past... but she's my sister, Little Thirteen's biological aunt, and before my dad died, he entrusted her to me. What can I do?"
Emperor Quan watched her with cold eyes for a few seconds, then waved his hand.
"Fine, it's your call."
Zhan Se's mouth puckered as she smiled gently.
Every time the man conceded, she would lean in to comfort him with a kiss.
"Fourth Brother, you are so good to me. Thank you." She said sweetly, hugging his neck.
