When Miss Wen got to know Wei Shuqian, he was still a pure-hearted youth. After so many years without seeing him, Miss Wen knew that the foolish things she did in her youth were finally catching up with her...
Bian Yue bent over with heartache to pick up the melon seeds that had fallen to the ground.
——Miss Wen's laborious efforts, can't be wasted.
At the scene, aside from Bian Yue, everyone's attention was on Wei Shuqian.
And when Zhan Xiangli saw the man, her eyes clearly flashed with amazement, and she stood up, walked over to Wei Shuqian, and said softly, "Are you Mr. Wei?"
Wei Shuqian acknowledged her with a 'hm', his voice light and indifferent.
"Mr. Wei seems even younger than what your assistant told me," Zhan Xiangli didn't mind, her smile deepening, "Would you like to sit down first, Mr. Wei?"
The assistant had told Zhan Xiangli that Wei Shuqian was 30 years old.
But in reality, it was the previous godfather who died at 30.
