"Boy, I hope you've come to me about something serious. I've been very busy lately. If you want to cut off Qinghe's horns, you don't need my permission. Cut them off if you like."
Holding her teacup, Bai Xuanling first smiled and gave Chen Baiqing a slight nod as she handed her the tea, then adopted a solemn tone.
Chu Xingchen had yet to react.
Qinghe, however, whipped her little head up, staring at Chu Xingchen and Bai Xuanling in shock.
Qinghe wasn't actually all that afraid when anyone talked about cutting off her horns. Even if Xie Lingyu said it with a completely serious face, Qinghe would only take it as a joke.
There was only one person whose words made Qinghe feel as though the horns on her head had already been cut off.
Qinghe had thought she could come here with Granny Bai to have some fun, see Xiaobaiqing, whom she hadn't seen in ages, and enjoy some tea, which she hadn't drunk in a long time.
But they had come here to cut off her horns?!
Having had her horns cut off before, Qinghe hurriedly put down the teacup she had been longing for, covered both horns, and hastily said:
"No! You need my permission too!"
Sitting beside Qinghe, Xie Lingyu took a small sip of tea, then said calmly:
"Master is joking with you. No one's going to cut off your horns."
At that, Qinghe quickly turned to Xie Lingyu and said gratefully:
"You're still the one who's good to me! Qinghe will keep being your best friend in the whole world."
Chu Xingchen glanced at Qinghe and smiled. Qinghe was still the same Qinghe.
As for Bai Xuanling's remark, she had clearly only meant to tease Qinghe. Chu Xingchen ignored it and went straight