With her snow-white forehead resting on the man's shoulder, Qin Yiren agreed with a sobbing voice.
That's right.
As long as Chu Xinian was by her side, even if it took some time, she would get better sooner or later.
"Be good, don't cry, it's not good for your health."
Wiping the tears from her face with his sleeve, Chu Xinian led her away from the dock, heading in another direction: "I've prepared tents and sleeping bags on the beach, the maids sponsored some warm packs, and..."
After they turned away, a strong wind arose over the sea, quickly dispersing the thick fog that was lingering above.
From a few hundred meters away, the Qin Family mother with sharp eyes saw her daughter and a tall man slowly leaving.
Although the distance made it hard to discern the man's identity, the tenderness of their interlocked fingers clearly indicated they were a couple in love.
"Son, that person is..."
Rubbing her eyes, the Qin Family mother widened her eyes, trying to get a clearer look.
