"Alright, stop crying, get up, Grandpa will feel bad," Han Zuo tenderly wiped away the tears on her cheeks and helped her stand up, thoughtfully patting her knees and straightening her pant legs.
Jingxue hugged his neck and leaned into his embrace. It took a while for her emotions to calm down. Then she released him, looked up at him with a bright smile, and said, "I'm fine now, let's go back."
The two descended the mountain and returned to the car.
Jingxue asked him, "Should we go to my house or yours?"
Han Zuo said, "It's up to you."
Jingxue said, "I want to sell the villa and move somewhere else."
Every corner of that place bore the marks of Yian the Second's and Yian the Third's families living there; she didn't want to set foot in that place again.
Han Zuo said, "Then let's stay at my place."
