Fu Mingxue rolled her eyes.
"You’re Qin Wenhao’s cousin. Besides, I’m not the only one living here. My two moms are here too. What, you didn’t count them as people?"
The words had barely left her mouth when Mrs. Fu started scolding her. "What kind of thing is that to say? Have you forgotten how to talk?"
’She just opens her mouth and says whatever she pleases—what did she mean by "you didn’t count them as people"?’
’How could she say something like that? Her mother-in-law is right here!’
’This darn girl has lost her mind again, and her mouth has no filter.’
’What would Wenhao’s mother think if she heard that?’
Mrs. Qin walked over, smiling as she spoke:
"It’s fine, it’s fine. Mingxue was just making a point. Besides, I think she’s right—in that case, Wenshu should stay! There’s an extra room, and I’ll share with you tonight."
Seeing how insistent they were that he stay, Qin Wenshu agreed.
"Alright."
Then he pushed the tricycle back to where it was.
Fu Mingxue looked at Mrs. Qin. "Mom, you must be exhausted from the trip!"
Mrs. Qin replied immediately, "Not at all! We took a sleeper car. Oh, by the way, I heard you’ve been working overtime. Is your body holding up?"
"I’m fine. I’m young and in good shape. Besides, there are plenty of people in their fifties and sixties at my company who work overtime until one or two in the morning. My hours aren’t that late in comparison."
’They work way harder than I do.’
Just then, Qin Wenshu, having parked the tricycle, came over.
"Sister-in-law, I heard your bicycle has a small electric motor. Let me take it for a spin!"
His eyes were full of eager anticipation.
"—Alright. But wait a second, let me change the seat for you."
Qin Wenshu: ...?
’Change what seat?’
While he watched with a puzzled expression, Fu Mingxue pushed the bicycle into the courtyard and left it there.
She then went into the main hall to get a seat.
She removed her own special seat and installed this black one.

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