Throughout the journey, Qingran was forced by Xie Ying'an to eat a lot of food, and by the time they were nearing their destination, she felt already seventy percent full.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Mr. Xie felt a sourness in his face, yet he couldn't help but look back several times through the rearview mirror inside the car.
He understood his grandson's character the best; this guy was mature beyond his years, always having a stern face, and it was hard to make him laugh when he was a child.
Now, just by looking at the young girl, there was an undeniable smile in his eyes, something he had truly never seen before.
Ah!
Indeed, everything in this world can be overcome by something else.
They set off early and arrived at their destination just after seven in the morning.
The driver parked the car in the parking lot; Xie Ying'an and Qingran supported Mr. Xie from either side as they walked towards Fan Chen Temple.
