Facing his deep eyes, her expression stiffened slightly. "I won't go for the time being."
"Mm, okay."
There's always a feeling of having betrayed Aunt's trust, ashamed to see her.
Initially, Pei Yiting didn't know why Xia Yueqing suddenly wanted him to visit Zhen Shuangyan's grave. It wasn't until the next day, when he went to the cemetery and met his uncle Cheng Xiaodong, that he realized it was Zhen Shuangyan's birthday.
Cheng Xiaodong didn't know how long he had been there, sitting in front of Zhen Shuangyan's tombstone in a daze, until Pei Yiting approached, snapping him back to reality.
"Yiting, why are you here?" Cheng Xiaodong's face showed deep surprise and suspicion.
Moreover, the only ones who had come were Pei Yiting and Qibao, which seemed odd without Xia Yueqing's presence.
In fact, Pei Yiting's shock at encountering his uncle there was no less than his uncle's.
