Surprise flitted across Quan Jingwu's eyes. Her younger brother?
He remained silent. Assuming he didn't believe her, Jian Qing rubbed his cheeks and said, "Silly Xiaojing, haven't you heard about my mom giving birth to twins years ago?"
"Hmm." Quan Jingwu lowered his gaze to look at her, his handsome face changing from gloomy to sunny.
"Why didn't he come back with you?"
The smile faded from Jian Qing's lips, and her voice dropped. "To my brother and me, Beijing only holds painful memories. It's better my hands alone be stained with its unsavory matters. As long as he is safe and happy, that's good."
Her light words caused a dull pain in his heart, and he tightened his arms around her involuntarily. "Little treasure, you have me. From now on, no one will be able to harm you, not even slightly. I promise."
Even he would not allow himself to hurt her slightest bit.
Hearing this, Jian Qing's lips lifted slightly, and she burrowed deeper into his arms.
"Ding ––"
