Today's MVP was still Leng Yaozhu.
The White-Haired Dumpling had run straight into someone in an entirely different league.
As the saying went, beyond every mountain stood a higher one.
The gap between Ye Xinglan, Gu Yue, and Na'er wasn't particularly obvious.
But compared with Leng Yaozhu, even the three of them combined couldn't measure up.
Still, their future looked promising.
Gu Yue had initially been delighted to see the White-Haired Dumpling get knocked down a peg.
But when she saw Xu Qingjia's gaze clinging mostly to the mature older woman, her mood immediately soured a little.
It wasn't because she was jealous of Leng Yaozhu. Her feelings for Xu Qingjia hadn't reached the point of liking him romantically. In her eyes, he was a talented, gifted junior brother-though now she had to add "lecherous" to that assessment.
Rather, she was unhappy because Leng Yaozhu meant something special to her.
Before Xu Qingjia and the others came to the Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu had cared for Gu Yue like her own daughter, helping her understand human emotions. Gu Yue truly regarded Leng Yaozhu as a teacher who was like a mother to her.
"Xu Qingjia." The White-Haired Dumpling went straight on the offensive.
Her petite, adorable figure plunged headfirst into Xu Qingjia's arms. Gently cupping his head in both hands, she forcibly turned his gaze toward herself. Only after making certain she was the sole person left in his eyes did she nod in satisfaction. Then she turned around, presenting her luminous, delicately pale back to him, and sat directly on his thighs, her bottom covered by nothing but strips of blue-and-white fabric.
"My hair~"
Xu Qingjia gathered the silky strands around her neck and deftly braided them into two plaits. Sitting in his lap, the White-Haired Dumpling didn't forget