After Bian Zijun sent her home, he drove off and left.

She pretended like nothing had happened and walked into the house. She saw that Qin Xiaozhi was chatting with Yu Zhongguang in the living room. As such, she grinned and walked over while saying, “Grandfather, tonight is Christmas Eve. Have you had an apple?”

“Christmas Eve?” Although Qin Xiaozhi did not pay much attention to such Western festive seasons, it did not mean that he was clueless about them. ...