Su Ge stared at her phone for a few seconds, waiting for the Old Master to hang up before putting away her phone.
The cool breeze blew from the pond, marking the end of autumn, soon to pass.
Su Ge didn't know how long she quietly stared at the lake before sadly diverting her gaze.
Ultimately, Grandpa Chu still didn't consider Chu Yihan's feelings.
When Feng Qingyuan left Chu Garden, the person who should have been hurt the most wasn't Chu Guohua, but Chu Yihan, who had always been shunned in Chu Garden and whose only refuge was his own mother.
Always bullied, all the warmth he had must have come from his own mother back then.
But who would have thought, the only person who gave him warmth, would one day leave suddenly.
Without any warning.
Back then, how desperate and helpless he must have felt.
No one was there to warm him anymore.
