Leng Shuyue's smile stiffened.
But at the thought of Xia Qiuming's imminent return, a smile was plastered back onto her face.
"Leng Yuan, we're family. How can you just cut ties like that? It was my fault back then. I should have been on your side. Can I apologize to you?"
'He's still just being petty,' she thought. 'He's probably holding a grudge because I didn't take his side back then. An apology should be enough to fix this!'
Leng Yuan's expression turned cold. He looked at Leng Shuyue without a trace of emotion, as if she were less than a stranger.
This aunt of his had sided with the second and third family branches. Afterward, afraid he might hide some valuables, she had his second and third uncles watch him like a hawk while he moved his belongings.
Anything of value was kept by his second and third uncles.
If his father hadn't been so vigilant, he wouldn't have been able to take a single thing with him.
