"Is that it?" Uncle Quan seemed to be guiding Xia Qingqian to continue speaking, but Xia Qingqian was too clueless to understand Uncle Quan's cryptic hints.
"Uncle Quan, I will never let Young Master worry again." She promised while biting her lip, tears glistening like stars in her eyes.
"Girl, what Uncle Quan wants you to do is precisely the things that make Young Master worry. If it weren't for this kidnapping incident, Young Master would never truly understand his own feelings! See, reality proves that Uncle Quan was right; Young Master indeed cares for you, cherishes you." Uncle Quan looked at Xia Qingqian with a guilty and unbearable expression, feeling a sense of satisfaction!
Xia Qingqian was stunned, looking at this strange old man in front of her, even more confused, and lightly laughed, "Uncle Quan, what are you talking about? I'm not quite sure what you mean."
