Qianxue sat in the back seat, silently looking out the window, ignoring her uncle. Her heart was actually in turmoil—it had been four years since she last saw Huai'an, with all her feelings now dissipated with the wind. Moreover, she was pregnant with Leng Chenxuan's child now, which would surely complicate things.
Gazing indifferently at the traffic outside, her brows furrowed. Four years had hurried past, and she wondered what urgent matter Huai'an could have to seek her out now.
"Qianxue, don't blame your uncle for being nosy," Yin Chuyong seated beside her tried to break the silence, unable to keep quiet for a moment, "That Young Master of the Leng Family may be a good catch, but he never agreed to marry you. You might as well be with Xu Huai'an..."
