"Brother Shu, I have nothing to do with Song Jin anymore. I don't care about his future, nor do I want to inquire. It's not important, I've let it go."
That's rare.
Xu Shu glanced at her through the mirror.
It didn't seem like she was lying.
Whenever she felt upset, she would pick at her fingers, pressing her fingernails until they turned pale.
After a moment, Xu Shu finally said, "That's good."
After the red light, he turned the steering wheel to the left, as sunlight shone through the rearview mirror for a moment, his lips curling into an almost undetectable smile.
Grandpa's last name is Jhiang. The Jhiang's House is quite far from the Xu Family's place. Passing through the city center at this time avoided the morning rush hour, but there were still a few stretches of road with traffic jams. It took almost an hour of stop-and-go driving to get there.
There's a large parking lot in front of the house.
