He said in a tone of indescribable envy, "In this life, being pampered by you like this must be a blessing he earned by doing countless good deeds in his past life."
Gu Jin let out a pleasant low laugh.
An Mingji might not have done many good deeds in his past life.
But the one good deed that she'd remember for a lifetime was bringing back her body and giving her a dignified and grand funeral.
That was her blessing, her honor.
She waved to Qiu Qianghai in the car, "I'm leaving, drive carefully."
"Off you go."
Gu Jin's figure gradually disappeared behind the market, and only then did Qiu Qianghai instruct the driver to drive.
The car slowly drove away, distancing itself from the bustling and lively area.
In the evening, An Mingji rode his bike home after school and opened the door to find the living room filled with an enticing aroma.
He threw his schoolbag onto the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.
"Woof—"
