Qiao Lian raised her head and looked at him. She said after a pause, "Thank you."
Shen Liangchuan kept silent.
He knew that she, having personally heard about these people's lives, would now feel uneasy and guilt-stricken.
Her words of gratitude were meant for what he had done to help, but said on behalf of this group of people.
Putting his arm around her shoulders, he replied unhurriedly, "It's not a big deal."
He looked out into the distance and said, "It's not a very busy day. Since you grew up here, let's take a stroll around."
She nodded at the suggestion.
They returned to the hotel room and changed.
Shen Liangchuan bundled himself up tightly and followed Qiao Lian as they walked out.
They drove around the streets of Suzhou with no particular destination Coming back after eight years, I don't even recognize this street anymore."
