"Can no one find our place?"
"Mm."
"Aren't you going to tell Grandma Xiao and Uncle Tonghao? And Gu Xiaomo!"
"I won't say anything."
"Are you really leaving this time?" Ling Chuan asked.
"Mm."
"Mommy, as long as I can be with you, everything is fine."
Xia Zhisu raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, "Me, too."
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On the bustling street late at night, a man in tattered clothes with crippled legs was at the crossroads, holding a broken bowl begging from passersby.
But he said nothing.
He just held the bowl to every passerby.
Who would know that this shabby beggar was once the Sect Leader of the Xiao Family, Xiao Anxiong.
He'd rather become a beggar than open his mouth to beg for help.
But he was really hungry, very cold, and needed money.
Passersby hurried by, ignoring him.
Xiao Anxiong almost gave up, placing the bowl on the ground, looking at himself, he truly found it ridiculous.
