Tang Yanqi furrowed her brows even deeper, not understanding what Mr. Sheng meant. Many thoughts flashed through her mind, and every explanation seemed plausible.
Tang Yanqi didn't delve deeply, instead, she straightforwardly asked, "Grandpa, what does this mean?"
Mr. Sheng didn't answer directly but looked out the window, his weathered face carried the calmness honed by time.
"Girl, have the maple leaves outside turned yellow?"
Tang Yanqi didn't know what Mr. Sheng meant, so she honestly shook her head, "It seems that this year's autumn is coming late, the leaves are still very green."
"I wonder if I'll be able to see next year's maple leaves."
"Grandpa..."
"Girl, it was my idea for you to marry Jianan. I hope you can accompany him until the end, but the road of life is long, and no one can predict what the future holds. Girl, you are still young. If one day in the future Jianan insists on divorce, then this agreement will take effect."
