Reflecting on these years, he felt that he truly owed Du Xintong so much.
The second young master Jie stood still, his expression crestfallen.
Cuiya, mocking, laughed and said, "It seems that even you, second young master Jie, don't know where old master and Madam's graves are. When you had the status, you never visited, so on what grounds would you visit now? I think it's better to forget it, lest it become a joke."
Having said that, she slammed the door shut, paying no mind to second young master Jie's embarrassment.
Second young master Jie gave a wry smile, finding that this rejection was thoroughly deserved.
Thinking of this, he felt that Miss Du had every reason to resent and hate him.
This was all his own doing, no one else to blame.
Second young master Jie stood under the eaves, facing the cold wind. Not long after, the door opened again, and out came Miss Du and others.
