Old Mrs. Han was quite pleased by the few sweet words from Wen Xin.
"You and your sister Xiao Mu are both so sweet-tongued. But why haven't I seen your sister this time? Where did she go?"
Old Mrs. Han was shopping at the mall, looking at clothes that interested her while casually chatting with Wen Xin.
"My sister..." Wen Xin slowly stopped walking, her tone somewhat hesitant.
Old Mrs. Han turned back in confusion, "What happened to her?"
"My sister got hurt in love and left." Wen Xin sighed as if helpless, reciting what Wen Zhiyan had taught her, "You know, my sister has always liked Brother Li, and Uncle Han also saw her as the future daughter-in-law. However, some things happened recently, and Brother Li ultimately didn't accept her."
Wen Xin spoke regretfully.
