Qin Huai was so shocked he couldn't say a word.
An Youyou looked at Qin Huai, somewhat confused, not understanding what she had said wrong. She hadn't even finished speaking, but Qin Huai already had this expression.
Though An Youyou was confused, she had a good attitude and continued speaking: "At that time, I thought, Little Ninth has already become the director of the cotton mill; once a monk, always a monk, I can always turn to him. Why not wait until I've made a name for myself, so I can return to my hometown in a grand manner, and meet him with more dignity? So, I returned the ticket to Gusu and continued to inquire about Jiang Weiguo's whereabouts."
"It was really hard to find his whereabouts. I spent almost 10 years searching, while I even found Little Seven's information. He wasn't doing so well, and though I basically knew where he was, I didn't go to him. After all, if I look for him, he might need me to support him, and at the time, I didn't have the money to do it."
