Qian Sisi sat beside Bai Cheng'an, leaned against him, and played with the hem of his clothes in her hand, patiently explaining, "We can't put it that way. Even if our relationship with Xie Zhiyao and Xue Shaoguang is strained, Uncle Xie has never wronged us at all. He's a good person and has always been kind to me. Do you remember our wedding? I'll remember it for a lifetime, it was Uncle Xie who walked me down the aisle and brought me to you! Besides, Uncle Xie is an elder and his invitation is so sincere; out of courtesy, we should go!"
Bai Cheng'an listened to Qian Sisi's words, turned his head, and looked quietly at her for a few seconds, making her think there was something dirty on her face.
Just when she was suspicious and wanted to look into a mirror, Bai Cheng'an suddenly sighed, reached out to rub her head, and took the opportunity to pull her into his arms.
At this moment, Qian Sisi could feel Bai Cheng'an's unspoken sadness.
