Xia Mian gently nodded, "Okay."
Upon first meeting Xia Weizhang, he seemed like a refined young man with an elegant demeanor, yet there was always a hint of cunning in his eyes.
After spending some time together, Xia Mian found that Xia Weizhang wasn't a bad person; in fact, he could even be described as very sentimental.
What exactly happened between him and Ding Cheng that night in the small space, no one knows.
But afterwards, Xia Weizhang's attitude towards Ding Cheng made Xia Mian see him in a new light.
A true man knows what to do and what not to do; he will take responsibility for his actions. That's a real man.
"Dear granddaughter, remember to come back often." Xia Liang said with some sadness.
Xia Mian gently nodded; Song Juan was sleeping here, so even if she didn't want to come back often, it was unlikely.
"Grandpa doesn't have much to give you, so I'll give you a bag of Heavenly Spirit Stones!" Xia Liang stroked his beard and tossed a white cloth bag to Xia Mian.
