Xiang Qiuci felt relieved when she saw Leng Jiuchen agree so readily.
She thought for a moment and said, “Then... Let’s start from the moment you met.”
Hearing this, Leng Jiuchen nodded slightly. Then, he looked out of the window at the calm night and thought for a while. He said slowly, “She was entrusted to my grandfather by a comrade before he died, so... we grew up together.”
Xiang Qiuci was very surprised. She didn’t expect that Leng Jiuchen and that woman were childhood sweethearts?
“At that time, my father was still alive, and my mother was still at home. In the eyes of outsiders, we were false siblings.”
Xiang Qiuci turned to look at him. “Did she like you first, or did you like her first?”
Being asked such a question by Xiang Qiuci, Leng Jiuchen was really embarrassed.
But since Xiang Qiuci wanted to know, he naturally wouldn’t hide it from her.
“Will you be jealous if you hear it?”
Leng Jiuchen asked first with some uncertainty.
