They already know the truth, so there's no point in keeping the Chang family's cousin here.

In his view, the only person who probably knew the truth was Old Madam Chang, and now that she had revealed the truth, it could be considered that she had redeemed herself.

"Ah Tian, ​​do you miss me?" He was hugged, and a familiar scent came from behind him.

Shang Tian felt his eyes getting hot. "A Qian." He held her hands tightly, his voice slightly hoarse.

He had a slightly unreal feeling: had they really won?

Did he really see Asahi?

He dared not turn around, fearing it was just his hallucination and would vanish without a trace if he turned.

Su Qian buried her head deeply in Shang Tian's back; she was so tired.

Hearing the soft breathing behind him, Shang Tian couldn't help but smile. He instinctively turned around and picked the person up.

Even after placing the person on the bed, he still felt a sense of unreality.

Su Qian was restless in her sleep; she had been rushing back these past few days and was now exhausted.

*

When the young lady from the Chang family heard Shang Tian carrying Su Qian away, a hint of envy appeared in her eyes. Mosquito, standing behind her, followed her gaze and a hint of disappointment showed in her eyes.

Does she like the young master?

After watching for a while, the young lady from the Chang family came to her senses and turned around. She saw Mosquito standing behind her. "Lord Mosquito."

The name is somewhat comical, but that's how people in Jizhou refer to mosquitoes.

No one knew his name; everyone just called him Mosquito.

The mosquito chuckled and looked at her, saying, "Why don't you go home?"

Home......

Mentioning this word, the young lady of the Chang family felt a pang of pain in her heart. Did she still have a home?

That's all, right?

She lost her home the day her mother died.

Seeing the Chang family's cousin's appearance, Mosquito didn't know what he had said wrong. He stepped forward cautiously and asked, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

The young lady from the Chang family shook her head and said, "No, it's just that I was thinking about some things from the past."

Mosquitoes don't believe that.

He feigned displeasure and said, "We've known each other for so long, is there anything you can't say to me?"

Is there anything else I can't say to him?

There are many, aren't there?

Chang's cousin thought.

She sighed and said, "Lord Mosquito, do you know that my mother died early and my father ignored me? I have been raised by my maternal grandmother."

"Hmm." Is there a problem with that?

Seeing the heartbroken look on the Chang family's cousin's face, he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. Seeing that she didn't struggle, he said, "If there's anything you need, just tell me. I'll forget about it after I hear it."

"Really?" The young lady from the Chang family looked at him with a glimmer of hope.

"nature."

After receiving a definite reply, Chang's cousin followed Mosquito home, where Mosquito brought her a cup of hot water.

The hot water warmed my entire body.

She slowly exhaled and said, "Thank you."

Suddenly remembering something, she asked with a hint of playfulness, "May I ask what your surname is, sir?"

Mosquito's body stiffened slightly. He had no surname or given name. His parents had passed away too early, and there was no time to make any arrangements.

Will she look down on her after she finds out?

Over the course of their time together, he had genuinely developed feelings for this girl.

But if she were...