Qingxue saw Sheng Qianxia and Gong Beiyao's hands…
They were holding the same bottle of drink…
Their hands weren't intertwined, yet they conveyed more firmness than if they had been tightly clasped together.
Suddenly, Qingxue felt that the things she had once believed she would never be able to do didn't seem so difficult after all.
She didn't know when it had started, but it seemed that she could now bless them…
Seeing how good their relationship was, she felt like she had been relieved…
It was great that the person Gong Beiyao liked wasn't the terrible her, but her wonderful sister…
Qingxue didn't look at Sheng Qianxia and Gong Beiyao anymore; instead, she smiled and looked at the road ahead.
Beitang was pushing her wheelchair from behind.
Seeing Beitang bring Qingxue over, Sheng Qianxia also felt relieved. It seemed like their relationship had improved a lot compared to before.
