Watching Xu Changqing solemnly count on her fingers—one, two, three—before looking away and changing the subject, Shen Weimin burst out laughing and collapsed onto the bed.
'Life is getting more and more interesting,' he thought. 'My dear Changqing... without even realizing it, her thorns have been gradually disappearing. She must be completely at ease now.'
In the blink of an eye, Xu Changtao's wedding day was upon them. At noon the day before, Mr. Cheng arrived at the Xiangyang Team with his young twin grandchildren, a boy and a girl.
Xu Changqing was delighted.
But there was one small problem. The jeep they arrived in was stuffed to the brim, leaving only just enough room for the seats. She didn't know what to make of her grandfather's behavior.
