After seeing off Huang Jingguo, who was in shock, Xian Guiying stared at the door that had been tightly closed for a while before turning around. She looked at Wei Zhengsheng, who quietly stood behind her without saying anything. His silence made her feel a little awkward.
"Brother Wei..." Xian Guiying opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. She looked at the dining table that was full of dishes. "How about we continue our dinner?"
"Your heart is already upstairs, why should I stay and eat?" Wei Zhengsheng smiled in disapproval, but there was a hint of jealousy in his words.
He looked at Xian Guiying and suddenly raised his hand to brush the hair behind her ears. "Qianqian is upstairs. When she sees her father, I don't know what will happen, but I know how you feel now. You've been waiting for this moment for eleven years, so I don't need to be here anymore."
