Finally, Baili Xia took a deep breath and looked at Bei Tianyou.
"I will tell you the reason for this in the future. Please believe me, okay?"
Bei Tianyou looked into Baili Xia's sincere eyes and felt a slight stir in his heart.
This girl would rather directly tell him she couldn't say than make up a lie to deceive him.
"Alright, I believe you," Bei Tianyou said softly.
Rather than hearing her lie, it was better not to hear.
Saying this, he walked to the side and picked a few flowers from a cluster of red blossoms.
He held the Snowfield Rosy Clouds and slowly walked back to the grave, placing the few flowers on the ground.
"Do you know? You and Aunt Qingyou look very much alike. If you walked together, people would surely think you're her daughter."
Baili Xia was startled, having heard such a thing more than once.
Now, hearing it suddenly from Bei Tianyou, alongside his previous words, Baili Xia felt more strongly that he had discovered something.
