"Old gentleman, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Tell us, and we'll help you."
Although Wu Qiyi couldn't see the elderly man, she still spoke in the direction the voice was coming from.
"Right, we will definitely help!"
Yang Kai said with a serious look on his face.
"Sigh—" A long sigh preceded the old man's words, "I just can't let go."
"Can't let go of what?" asked Hu Meili, who was the closest to the old man but couldn't see anything.
"I... just want to know what exactly she wrote in that letter."
It turned out that the old man couldn't let go of a particular matter. He and his wife were both born into feudal families; their union was a result of parental arrangement and matchmaking, without a trace of affection between them—they had not even met before.
The couple constantly clashed in temperament. For over eighty years of marriage, it was nothing but endless bickering and arguments.
