Wei Zimu sized Yu Qian up quietly. "This doesn't sound like something you would say."
The corners of Yu Qian's lips curled up slightly. "I just want to ask you a question. Why are you so concerned about Xia Wanyuan?"
At first, Yu Qian thought that Wei Zimu had romantic feelings for Xia Wanyuan, but later on, he slowly realized that Wei Zimu had no other intentions towards Xia Wanyuan.
"She saved me." Recalling the young lady who had given him all sorts of candy in the cold wind, Wei Zimu's face softened. "If not for her, I might have starved to death on the streets."
Most importantly, Xia Wanyuan brought him a warm faith.
Over the years, the girl in the little dress had gradually become a support hidden in Wei Zimu's heart.
Looking at the expression on Wei Zimu's face, Yu Qian narrowed his eyes. "She gave you something to eat and you could remember it for so long. Have you ever been so good to your biological brother?"
