Chen Meng’er placed one hand on Elder Qu’s elbow and the other on Madam Qu’s hand. The three of them walked towards the room.


    Yuwen Jing naturally followed closely behind. Looking at Yuwen Jing who was following behind them, Elder Qu wanted to do as usual and say a few words to insult him. However, before he could say anything, Madam Qu, who already knew what kind of temper her husband had, threw a warning look at Elder Qu.


    Elder Qu could only swallow the words that he wanted to say. Elder Qu could only rub his nose in embarrassment.