Song Xiaodong pulled Miao Xuanxuan down onto the sofa, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs. Miao Xuanxuan just stared at him.
At that moment, Song Xiaodong's face seemed to carry a weightiness, completely unlike his usual jesting and smiling demeanor. This side of Song Xiaodong felt somewhat strange to her.
"Xuanxuan, don't tell my sister about what I just said to you. I don't want her to worry about me. Right now, I just want to get her life all settled. If I can find a reliable brother-in-law before I leave, that would set my mind at ease even more."
"Oh, I won't tell... But what exactly is it you're talking about? Why does it seem so mysterious? Come on, spill the beans," said Miao Xuanxuan, whose thinking process was quite erratic. Now she became interested in what Song Xiaodong was referring to, her excitement suddenly peaking as she reached out and grabbed Song Xiaodong's arm.
