Xie Qiao was touched. Ever since she was young, even though the old man had reprimanded her many times, he was the only person who cared about her the most.
She still remembered that when she was young, she would always faint. When she woke up, she would occasionally see the old man with red eyes. He looked even more aggrieved than she did. It was both sad and funny.
The bracelet was dirty and had a smell. Xie Qiao did not despise it and wore it obediently in front of him.
After a while, the "fool" was brought over.
Xie Qiao opened her mouth with difficulty.
He… looked even clumsier than the old man.
His face was black and gray, which was really dirty. The clothes on his body could barely be seen as brocade clothes, but... they were almost worn out and smelly.
