Maybe that accident back then wasn't enough to strip her of a lifetime of happiness, but the one who could give her happiness definitely could not be Brother Ling Qian.
They were uncle and niece after all. Even if Brother Ling Qian didn't mind, Xia Yinian herself absolutely wouldn't be able to accept it.
The Old Madam let out a light sigh, a faint pain throbbing in her chest.
"It's all my fault as an old woman, I was too muddle‑headed. Nian Nian, Grandma has wronged you!"
She held Xia Yinian's hand, her body trembling slightly.
She had always thought her arrangements were the best, yet she hadn't realized she was making those young people who cared about her suffer so much.
Maybe forcibly shoving Wanqing to Seventh's side wasn't necessarily a good thing either.
"Grandma, don't get worked up, you mustn't get worked up!" Xia Yinian instantly tensed up.
"Everything is already in the past, no one can retrieve anything. We all have to look forward, right?"
