The little boy stopped, bent over, supporting his knees, and raised his head while struggling to catch his breath, waving goodbye to Tan Wenbin.
Tan Wenbin collected the money and put it back in his wallet.
That little boy wasn't Jie Shun'an, and that little girl wasn't Jie Shunqing.
But perhaps, the story of those siblings could have unfolded differently, like just now.
No, it wouldn't.
As long as those three families continue to covet the General's power, believing that the Jie family has been benefiting from the General's Tomb, as long as those three families continue to want to take everything.
There would be no other way for the siblings' story to unfold.
Brother Xiao Yuan once said that empathy is strange and requires many conditions to be met.
In Tan Wenbin's heart now, he really hoped that the Xiong Shan couple could go even further in their revenge.
The train left the station.
Yin Meng took a cherry and put it in her mouth: "It's quite sweet."
