Long Qingzhi felt more at ease at her brother's steadfast tone.
It was only right that she believed in her brother's choice.
He was no longer a child. If Second Miss Lu was such a terrible person, how would someone like her brother even fell for her?
She was ashamed of her shallowness.
"Alright. I'm looking forward to meeting her," she said sincerely.
Long Yang nodded when he saw that she was not as averted to this as before.
He would never allow anyone to badmouth Weiwei, even if it was his sister.
He held on to the reins with one hand and reached into his pocket with the other hand to take an item out of it.
It was a silk handkerchief. There was nothing on it, not even an embroidered design on it, but looking at it was enough to make him feel happy.
This was Weiwei's personal possession that he had managed to obtain.
