"Really? Why didn't I ever make such promises when I was young?" Wei Jiajia raised her pretty eyebrows. She looked at Tang Mingli closely; his facial features were outstanding, coupled with his tall stature and sunny, handsome look. His gaze might not be as pure as a child's, but at the very least, it wasn't sleazy or fickle.
She really liked the way Tang Mingli looked at other people—with sincerity and integrity. It was because of this that Wei Jiajia had the idea of entrusting her life to him.
Every week, watching him come to the city to purchase goods was enough to speak volumes about how hard it must have been. Perhaps it was hard for everyone who came to the city to buy goods, but she felt a special kind of sympathy for Tang Mingli alone.
Wei Jiajia was also clear about Qi Yufei; it must have been Qi Yufei's unrequited feelings. If Tang Mingli truly couldn't forget his past affections, he wouldn't have treated Qi Yufei with such an attitude.
