Madam Jiang had Nanny Qiu take Kun inside, and the hand Tong Xiyan was holding of Xiqiu slightly tightened.
Xiqiu could feel the pain from the grip on her fingertips; she withdrew her gaze to look at Tong Xiyan, and with a slight smile, she gently said, "It's all in the past, just strangers now."
"Sixth Sister..." Tong Xiyan's fingertips felt icy, and her body trembled slightly. Xiqiu released her hand and instead linked arms with her, a shallow smile warmed with determination on her face as she looked at Tong Xiyan, blinking at her. Tong Xiyan understood her meaning, still tense but more composed.
