Lu Jiang's eyes flashed with a ruthless hue as he lifted his foot to step forward but was held back by Feng Qingxue.
"What's the point of a grown man getting involved in a spat between two old women? It's all in the past, and I haven't suffered any loss. I'll explain everything to you later; it's not that I've been deliberately keeping secrets from you," she said.
Lu Jiang clasped her hand tightly, his voice filled with distress, "How much have you suffered in the past? I hate myself for not having met you sooner."
Feng Qingxue spoke softly, "Since meeting you, I haven't suffered anymore. Ajiang, it's so wonderful to have met you."
Despite living in such a tumultuous era, where resources were extremely scarce, she was still very grateful to the heavens for letting her meet Lu Jiang, the man she would cherish for a lifetime.
They had just reached the intersection, some distance from the onlookers and the sisters-in-law, Zhao Guihua and Li Guohong.
