"Little Miss, you're back." Returning home in the afternoon, the butler, Qin, took the things from Ling Xi's hands, smiling as he greeted her, affection that couldn't be hidden filling his eyes.
Ever since Xixi had an epiphany, she seemed to have changed a lot, but he really thought it was for the better—no longer did the elders have to be on tenterhooks like before.
And he, he liked the current Xixi even more.
"Mm." Ling Xi smiled faintly at Qin as she nodded, looking at the extra pair of cloth shoes at the doorway, she inquired, "Uncle Qin, has Grandpa Sheng visited?"
She remembered that Grandpa Sheng liked wearing cloth shoes, saying they were more comfortable; however, whose were those men's leather shoes beside them? She had never seen them before. Did they come with Grandpa Sheng?
