"Ye Huang, do you know? My designs actually helped an autistic child step out of their shadows. Isn't that amazing?" Bai Xiao sat cross-legged on the carpet, her long, pale legs quite eye-catching.
"Heh, Qing Jian hardly seems autistic anymore!"
"Not him, his little sister, a very cute little girl. Once they've sorted out their visas, I'll send them to Z country's Ta headquarters to study."
"Overflowing with love."
Ye Huang snorted coldly, contemplating whether it was time to investigate Qing Jian's family background.
"You don't understand, I've always wanted an older brother to take care of me, to care for me. Qing Jian is a good brother."
Ye Huang was taken aback, his heart aching sharply.
He once had a brother too, who took care of him, cared for him. And now...
Ye Li, are you still alive?
It's been three years! I've searched for you for three years, used all my strength, and still haven't found you...
