The door was closed, so they couldn't see inside, nor could they hear anything from within.
"They might talk for a while, let's just sit and wait." Shang Jingyang gathered Cute into his arms and said a few concerned words.
Qianxun absentmindedly sat down as well, with Jiujiu sitting beside her.
Jiujiu occasionally glanced at Qianxun, observing her expression.
She said she doesn't care about her grandmother, but in fact, she probably forgave her in her heart a long time ago.
He knew her well, she always had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, how could she truly be so ruthless to never forgive her even unto death?
Shang Jingyang observed all this and held Qianxun's hand.
Because it was a bit sudden, Qianxun wanted to pull away, but Shang Jingyang held on tightly, seeing the tension in her eyes, and reassured her: "Can't you just still see me as your brother? Can't a brother hold his sister's hand?"
