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It might be better to lead our own lives earlier on.
Her lips moved as she wanted to comfort her fourth brother with some words, but she ended up saying nothing at all.
"Wife…" Xiao Qinghe tried to call her his wife again but remembered she had long ago asked him to call her Qingyue, and considering that she was about to marry his third brother, he would no longer have the chance to call her wife. His heart ached as if it were being gouged out, "Qingyue, I've prepared breakfast… do you want to eat something?"
Su Qingyue knew how anguished her fourth brother was at the moment, yet he was still so concerned about her. She said, "Let's eat together."
He had originally lost all appetite, but thinking that the family would soon divide and that he might rarely have the chance to eat with her later, he nodded slightly.
Qingyue pushed the wheelchair he was sitting in towards the kitchen.
The morning sun hung in the sky, its rays warm and radiant, shining warmly upon the people.
