The master was still the same as before. Nothing had changed.
Yun Jian straightened her back. She looked at the old man and gave him a knowing smile.
This smile came from the bottom of her heart.
There was gratitude in her smile, satisfaction with her current life, and many indescribable emotions.
Si Yi, who was standing at the side, saw that Yun Jian was actually smiling at the old man. Moreover, she had never shown this expression to herself before.
Si Yi walked over and grabbed the Yun Jian’s little hand, wrapping it in his embrace. He glanced sideways at the old man and said to the yun jian, “Little Jian, ignore this crazy old man.”
As he said that, he grabbed her little hand and walked out.
Seeing si yi grab the yun Jian’s little hand and leave, the smile on the old man’s face gradually disappeared.
After drinking a mouthful of wine, the old man sighed and then turned to look at Huangyan:
