Yun Qi fell silent.
He couldn't deny it.
"Yes!"
Hearing Yun Qi's admission, Mrs. Han looked at Yun Qi seriously, "So? Are you here to punish our mother and daughter?"
She handed the spatula to the cook.
She no longer had the mood or mind to cook.
Looking at Yun Jinnian, she said, "Jinnian, you go read a book first. I have a few words to say to your father!"
"Okay!"
Yun Jinnian curtsied, exited the kitchen, and quickly left.
Mrs. Han walked to one side to wash her hands, took off her apron, and then said to Yun Qi gently, "This Qingjue Academy is quite large, let's take a walk together!"
Yun Qi looked at Mrs. Han.
He couldn't believe it, yet he was overjoyed.
Following beside Mrs. Han, Yun Qi's hands clenched and unclenched, unclenched and clenched, repeatedly.
How many years had it been since the two had walked together like this?
He felt like a young lad, afraid to say or speak too much, fearing he would say the wrong thing and make Mrs. Han unhappy.
