"Brother-in-law, come closer…"
Just as Luo Qingzhou was about to start reciting, the girl lowered her eyes and whispered to him.
Her face turned redder after she said those words.
Luo Qingzhou knew that Qin Weimo was afraid that others would hear her, so he did not think too much about it. He took a few steps closer and stood beside her, lowering his head.
Song Ruyue, who was sitting at the side, glanced at him. Her lips moved, but she held back her words.
She pricked up her ears.
Tang Jiasong, who was standing two steps away, had a stiff expression on his face. Just as he was about to move closer to Second Young Miss Qin to see her writing, Luo Qingzhou suddenly moved sideways and pushed him away with his back.
Tang Jiasong was completely baffled.
Song Ruyue glanced at them and the corners of her mouth twitched.
"Brother-in-law, you can start reciting now…"