Fortunately, Qin Yue is only two years old.
When Qin Yue's cries gradually subsided, Zhu E gently put her down. The little one quickly moved away from Chen Yi, hiding behind the screen, wanting to keep her distance.
At that moment, Zhu E said, "They have all been sent up the mountain, there's been nothing much these days."
"I trust your handling of things." Chen Yi nodded slightly.
Chen Yi's gaze followed the small figure hiding behind the screen, only a tiny part of her clothes showing. He had a helpless yet amused smile at the corner of his mouth. "This little one, her temper is just like her mother's, very stubborn."
Zhu E glanced towards the screen, following his gaze, and sighed softly with a hint of affectionate reproach, "Dear sir, she's so young, and yet you tease her like this."
