No one in the Luo Family spoke, as Luo Qianqian had always had her own opinions. Although sometimes they couldn't understand why she would make such decisions, they still chose to trust her.
Yue Tingyu frowned and grabbed Luo Qianqian's hand. "Qianqian, we all want you to be happy and fortunate, not constantly facing danger."
To Luo Qianqian's surprise, she saw two uncles, one uncle, and three older brothers all nodding in agreement. Even Old Master Luo's eyes were filled with approval. Luo Qianqian pursed her lips and shook her head. "Compared to being happy, I will not truly be happy if my brother is not around all the time."
Shufan was a heartache for the Luo family, an even unmentionable name during Luo Qianqian's nightmares. Although he was the youngest grandson of the Luo family, he had become a taboo. He had vanished into thin air, unreachable by anyone except Luo Qianqian.
