"Not arguing anymore?" Qin Xue found her seat and sat there waiting for them.
It's quite impressive for two grown men to bicker like this, they aren't afraid of making a spectacle.
"We weren't arguing." Chu Molin put his luggage on the rack and responded to Qin Xue's question.
"Exactly, who was arguing with him? We were discussing, understand? Discussing things." Lin Ziqi obviously wasn't arguing, he couldn't be bothered to quarrel with Chu Molin; after all, they are a married couple. Could he really win a quarrel?
In the end, he still felt that it was unfair for him to go against two people alone, so he wouldn't do something like that where he's at a disadvantage.
"Oh." Qin Xue looked out the window, softly uttered an "oh," and said nothing more.
This time when they go back, who knows what awaits them there? She realized that wherever she is, something always tends to happen.
