"A chance encounter, an apology and a treat. No matter how I look at it, everything seems to be deliberate. I hope Deng Fan is alright with all this," Xia Wen said.
"No, he's very understanding," Xia He said.
"You don't have to worry. I'll handle this matter. You and Qiao Mei should go and rest early. It's been a tiring period for you too." After saying that, Xia Wen returned to his own room in the backyard. Even if he wanted to do something, he would have to wait until daytime.
Xia He looked at Xia Wen's departing figure for a long time before saying, "Am I never able to get anything done right? Why do I always make Eldest Brother worried?"
She had caught sight of one or two strands of white hair on Xia Wen's head just now. Xia Wen was not even 40 years old, but he already had white hair. This was all because he toiled too much.
White hair was not necessarily caused by stress. Sometimes it was related to diet!
