"Isn't Mom worried about you? How could you just get hit out of nowhere?" Shen Qing's face immediately darkened.
"The moment I heard you had an accident, my head felt like it was exploding. Nian Nian, tell me, was it because of the Seventh Young Master?"
"Han doesn't want to say, but I can guess some of it, and it's not the first time your life has been threatened, is it?"
"Don't talk about accidents. How can there be so many accidents?"
Xia Yinian bit her lip, not knowing how to explain.
In those two to three seconds, Shen Qing's voice sounded again.
"Since fate has allowed me to reunite with you, I only wish for your well-being. Everything else doesn't matter."
"We can go back with Han. With our skills, we don't worry about making a living."
Shen Qing tightened her grip on Xia Yinian's hand, her gaze falling somewhere unknown.
"Although I've lived safely under Han's protection all these years, I haven't completely given up on myself."
