Xia Yangyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Xingxing is easy to fool.
But looking at Xia Ye, he appeared very calm.
Alright, Xia Yangyang knew in her heart that this son of hers could not be easily fooled.
However, Xia Ye showed no expression, as if he hadn't seen anything.
The bookstore hadn't been cleaned for a long time and was covered in dust.
Xia Yangyang and Gu Qichen tidied up the bookstore.
The entire bookstore suddenly looked as good as new.
But by the time they finished, it was already eight in the evening.
Actually, she could have hired someone to do it.
But Xia Yangyang really loved this place, so she preferred to take care of it herself.
Xia Yangyang planned to open it for business tomorrow.
Xia Yangyang initially followed Gu Qichen back.
She felt utterly lost about the future.
With only memories from when she was eighteen, what could she do now?
Now her heart suddenly felt much fuller.
At least she had a place to belong.
