Watching Shen Weimin deal with the others, Xu Changqing felt a daze come over her for a moment. It was as if she had returned to those days when he was always by her side.
Back then, after her grandmother passed away and with her younger siblings still small, it was always Brother Wei Min and the old housekeeper who would host the visitors from her hometown. He had arranged everything so perfectly, just like now.
And her?
Xu Changqing quickly snapped back to reality.
'I can't think about it anymore.' She could swear to the heavens and the earth, to all above and below, that she, Xu Changqing, had wronged no one. But against her conscience, she truly owed this one person.
"Brother Wei Min."
"Tired?"
"No." Xu Changqing grabbed his hand, swinging it forward and then back with a smile. "It's so good to have you. I don't have to worry about a thing."
"Let's go."
"To do what?"
