"Alright, this is our secret, Aunt. You can rest assured. It's just between us. I guarantee I won't tell Jing Er," Xu Chunyan promised. As for anyone else, she made no such guarantees.
Aunt Zhang was satisfied, but she remained wary and didn't fully trust Xu Chunyan.
After all, she knew what kind of person Xu Chunyan was.
"We need to plan this carefully," Aunt Zhang said.
"Okay," Xu Chunyan nodded.
Qin Mei had to admire Jie Jingchen's patience. She felt she was being unreasonable, yet he was the one busy critiquing himself.
"This is my first time giving you a shoulder massage, so I'm a bit inexperienced. Now that I have some practice, I guaran—"
"Mom." Qin Mei saw Mrs. Xie walking over and nearly jumped out of the wicker chair, but Jie Jingchen's large hand pressed down on her shoulder, keeping her in place. "Jie Jingchen."
"It was just starting to feel right. Don't move," Jie Jingchen reminded her.
