Qin Juan laughed, "Where did you get candy? Keep it for yourself, Ningning isn't lacking any food or drink now."
Before moving, the bun shop had issued a paycheck, and although she hadn't worked there for long, there was an income.
After the divorce, her parents and siblings had also helped her out, and with payday approaching at the end of the month, Qin Juan had quite a comfortable life.
With Ningning by her side, and this job, food and drink were not a concern; life was much better than before.
But Qin Jianjun insisted on giving her the candy, "I'm already grown up, what does a grown man need candy for? Aunt, you have it."
Without dwelling on the candy any longer, he changed the subject, "Aunt, what did you want to see me for?"
Qin Juan's smile faded slightly, she put the candy in her pocket, glanced around, and pulled Qin Jianjun to a secluded spot.