"Chenxuan, you've finally allowed your uncle to see you." As he spoke, his voice was also as resonant as a large bell, full of vigor. Qianxue had a sudden realization, no wonder she felt familiar with those sharp eyes, it turns out her cousin resembled their uncle.
Leng Chenxuan, however, didn't let go of Qianxue's hand, and smiling at his uncle said, "Uncle, as the Mayor of City A, you naturally have thousands of things to manage every day. As a nephew, I should understand the hardship you endure, shouldn't I? How could I casually come and disturb you?"
