This Bai Niao, a person of such lowly status, how dare she covet my cherished one?
The smile at the corner of Qin He's lips was tinged with a faint sarcasm.
He watched silently as Meng Tingxu raised her glass to him, watched her smile at him and say in a soft voice, "Brother Qin He, I toast to you."
It really is...
Qin He chuckled, raising his glass to her, his smile carrying an implication of deeper meaning, and slowly said, "Thank you, Xuxu."
When did she become like this?
Addressing me, one 'brother' after another.
When she was little, didn't she used to just call me Qin He?
Have so many things changed because it's been too long?
Before seeing Meng Tingxu, Qin He's heart actually held no great waves.
Indeed many years had passed, and Meng Tingxu's departure back then taught him the greatest lesson: never be controlled by others.
But now, he saw Meng Tingxu again.
She appeared before him, truly alive, could breathe, laugh, and talk to him.
