In the next few days, they visited the homes of the remaining brothers and dealt with everything that needed handling, leaving them some money, enough to lead a better life.
Ten days later.
They returned to Ningchuan.
What worried Yang Chen was that Wei Xueqing was very silent and cold all the way. She only spoke when necessary and said nothing else, just looked quietly out of the window.
After returning to Ningchuan.
In the villa at Emperor Garden.
Wei Xueqing was upstairs for a long time before she came down carrying two suitcases.
Yang Chen stared blankly at Wei Xueqing, "What are you doing..."
"Yang Chen, you're right." Wei Xueqing said solemnly, "I'm Xinxin's best friend, you two are married, and we are good friends. Our feelings should stay within this boundary. Otherwise, too many people will get hurt. I shouldn't have feelings for you, and we should not let other things happen."
Yang Chen was taken aback and fell into silence.
